Immigration In Texas

In Texas, we measure time with a cow’s height the calf, the heifer, the yearling, the cow, the calf, the bull, the steer, the steak. In Texas, the sun climbs fast in summer and enjoys sitting five feet over your bald spot. It reflects, in your eyes, off the dullest of rocks. In Texas, there is a beautiful girl behind every tree and all the axes are rusted, chain-saws are fronted on. Anything with a leaf and so tall you can't see over, is a tree.. In Texas, God sits in a cloud and underneath him we hope he cries, for we allways need water, if he doesn’t, we thank him for the shade. In Texas, the edge of the sky is over your neighbor’s house and young men in Mexico see the edge and takes off to find it, to become the next “Kings of Texas.”