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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Prospector Pete had roamed the hills fer years searchin' fer gold! He and his faithful burro, Fred, were both growin' weary and old. He'd looked fer color in many a mountain and stream in Colorado, Lookin' fer that mother lode, that elusive vein, his own El Dorado! Oh, he'd found a few nuggets here and there, but didn't amount to much. Those he did find he'd blown on gamblin', women, whiskey and such! Pete would save a bag of dust or two from his many wanton toots, To grubstake himself to re-supply his picks, jeans, shovels and boots. He staked his claims along ripplin' streams and left many holes along the way. The mountains and valleys are pocked with his many diggin's to this very day! He'd come up dry, nothin' there, and move on to more appealin' pickin's, Burrowin' and pannin' with elbows flyin' workin' like the dickens! Pete would winter in his cabin 'til spring then he'd begin his annual quest, Packin' his tools on long-sufferin' Fred and headin' fer the hills to the west. If he didn't find that elusive bonanza this year he swore that he would retire, To his ramshackle cabin at the foot of Mount Pisgah and enjoy the blazin' fire! Years passed and Prospector Pete wasn't seen 'round town much anymore. One wintry day his friends found him froze to death upon his cabin floor! They dug Prospector Pete's grave and buried him outside his cabin door. Eureka! Six feet down was that vein of gold that he'd been a-lookin' for!
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