How did the oldie go
With hair white as snow
Winter air did blow
On wrinkled dry cheeks
With happy steps glow
May happiness show
On your sunset face
Let none your troubles know
Sun has risen here
Yet to rise somewhere
Circling world without rest
This scribble from Eastfool Nest
Nothing serious just in jest
See you in the wild west
The Wild Wild Weat
Replete with six shooters
and ponchos, unnamed strangers
who never miss. Let's have
a round of applause for
The Loop Garu Kid.
.
Dodge to Dogwood, Abiline
to Carson City. Anyone
seen Calamity lately.
Wild Bill Hickcok works
his way into all the stories.
.
Anyone remember
Bat Masterson?
.
Stella L. Crews
01-22-16
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