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A Well-Appointed Cowpoke
A well-appointed cowpoke, of whom there are still a few, Wanted to be properly clad for his first job interview. So, to impress his potential and somewhat cynical boss, He has a silver-studded saddle throwed across his hoss! He's wearin' a ten-gallon hat, a Stetson if you please, And a bandana 'round his neck to catch the dusty breeze. The dude has a roll-yer-own a-danglin' from his lips, And a shiny pair of forty-fours a-hangin' from his hips! He's wearin' a hand-tooled leather belt of the finest grade, And a "cowboy" shirt and a vest cut from top-grade suede! A woolly pair of chaps covers his bow-legged knees, And protects his Calvin Kleins that fit so tight they squeeze! His gleamin' pair of Tony Lama boots with pointy toes, Completes what he considers proper cowboyin' clothes. The silver spurs on his boots glint in the noonday sun; Ah, he's the ideal picture of a range-ridin' son-of-a-gun! The boss, arms folded, feet spread, sportin' a knowin' grin, Didn't seem to be impressed, much to the greenhorn's chagrin. Sizin' him up from head to toe, he said, "You look fit and able", Handed him a fork and shovel and sent him to the stable! Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired (© All Rights Reserved
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