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Cowboy Poetry He was a hard riding cowboy,
full of western brass.
She was a dainty lady,
raised with the finest class.
He liked to ride the range,
just travel without a course.
She always rode sidesaddle,
upon her gentle horse.
He was tanned by the sun,
his flesh as dark as night.
She was very fair,
her skin a creamy white.
He was a rowdy wrangler,
who liked to get real wild.
She was quiet and demure,
a disposition that was mild.
Together they were perfect,
this couple of fire and grace.
This cowboy and his lady,
made of leather and lace.
quite imaginative. very productive. keep this up. from tiong chung hoo