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Dogpaddling the Styx

Dogpaddling cross the Styx
To be with old Tom Mix
But Charon was there 
Demanding he be paid
So an uppercut a bit
 sorta laid back the twit
the deal was made
We reached the foreign shore

Side stepping  a Boar
Caught old Topper for a ride 
But Cassidy said nuts     (Hoppy)
Don’t ride my horse
So I had to give him back 
Twin pistols he did pack 
On another horse, Jack
I rode for sure

Wild cattle we were chasing 
Thundering and racing 
And sparks n fire came from 
Their flaming hooves

We galloped cross the valleys 
Up n down streets n alleys
Down footpaths terrifying
derilects a sucking booze

So back to Charons boat 
He said “whither go at” 
So we boarded for a free trip
Going home

Bit grumpy was old Charon
He sidestepped up the Narran
But changed his mind when 
I got the Christmas holdt            (Goolies grippe)

The nutcracker fair 
Got us flaming there
On shore into the timber
 we did bolt
an interesting trip
on the grog we did sip
stay away from hell 
the moral bit
I  know it

Don Johnson  …..16-may-11
Apologies to Hopalong Cassidy ?

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