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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Shootout, And That Wild Young Cowboy From Laramie Her heart said, I want a cowboy from Laramie Six-gun shooting hombre to take sweet care of me Tender lover succumbing to my feminist wiles Begging for more of my sexy beautiful smiles A handsome brave soul to protect and deep-love me Not monstrous brute to slap around and shove me! He said, I want a sexy queen to rely on Rest my head on warm breasts, maybe even die on Sweet angel that will travel with me to Tucson One I can let my tender love cravings loose on Faithful dear wife, that will honor and obey me With sexual heat, almost enough to slay me! Her father said, my daughter is too good for him She will not wed that hombre on such foolish whim I too am a strong man, that carries fast six-gun He will learn a hard lesson before I am done I sent a letter telling him he must heed me Else he will die, his bullets will never bleed me! Her town folk said, her beauty will get him buried One can not blame her dad, he is tired and wearied That cowboy hails from family in Laramie Brave kind that warns, best you make no damn dare of me Dad should remind her, best that you take care of me Rid yourself of that wild young fool from Laramie! Sheriff said, we allow showdowns in Laramie Neither cowboy would dare stop or be scared of me Come morn, front street will see blood, dying or the dead Tragic that gal chose not to leave our town instead I will do that which this wild town demands of me As long as citizens back, take this stand with me! Newspaper read, yesterday our town saw blood-red Shootout woke older folks from their early night beds In saloon came that young cowboy from Laramie Her dad saw and said, he wants a bad share of me I guess Fate's death hand will now decide which of we Will see new dawn, me or cowboy from Laramie! Street was dark as both strolled out into its dim lights Many will regret missing bravest fight of fights Between old man, brash young cowboy from Laramie Both fighters were totally unaware of me Now with six guns stood Fate's black-hand upon we three For that sweet beauty had once been in love with me! I yelled, old man and young lad from Laramie Walk away, else both will get wicked share of me One could have heard pin drop as they stared at me With live or die look, let Fate decide we shall see Come morn, cemetery would welcome two of three And shot full of holes was cowboy from Laramie! Robert J. Lindley, Rhyme, ( Western, Tale Of Cowboys, Six-Guns And Boot Hill)
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