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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required "This is funny"— Doc Holliday A cowboy’s whispering a devil may care response? I give as good as I get Doc Holliday gave his services, saved a lawman from sure calamity brave, never a streak of yellow perchance it was his caustic wit, a humorous bite, and sense of humor as dry as the dust I am your huckleberry do or bust! At the Ok Corral horse’s trotting horse neighs, grunts a nickel plated pistol fires the infamous gun fight prior what’s not to admire? Cavalier as Doc may be, a baptized sinner’s gunslinger who’d specialize in dentistry at a time when a bottle of whiskey and a pair of pliers were the tools of the trade he gave and gave "Best set of teeth in gold" claims he and partner and true it was awarded and to showcase annually at the County Fair, praise oh praise! Tuberculosis the death of him the “White Death” shall soon take its toll coughing spells untimely discourse dispels a recourse to gambling after all dexterities hold steadfast Faro, a master’s game no real family but the wild and woolly west when shooting it out its life or death Or knives be it the heart bleeds, its beats slowly as the lungs fill with unrepentant decay a dagger's stabbing pain The sulfurous waters the distant wind yearns and blows like the drums of passion, a harpsicord ominous, an urgent cello exposing desert sands it reveals one’s true nature an inherent caliber it shall define For every sinner there is comfort in knowing there is forgiveness divine to err is human and in the depths of our sins the light will shine so it shall be for him I always figured I'd meet my fate someday with my boots on… but in the end in his bed boots off
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