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Beg Your Pardon

Here’s a short story of a cowboy I knew Whose name was Beg Your Pardon. He wasn’t a gun slinger in the usual way, Though his hands were fast And his foots were faster. But when Beg started shootin’ There was nuthin’ but disaster. No worries for Beg, he had none you see, Since he wasn’t a slinger in the usual way. But his pappy got ugly And yelled in his son’s face, “Until you can shoot As the son of mine should, I want you the h*** out of my place.” Beg had some tricks up his very long sleeves, Coz he wasn’t a slinger in the usual way. He’d show his pappy his skill There’s no doubt about that. Yet time was a-wasten So Beg he did hasten, But first he took off his hat. He then wound up his body like a Kansas twister And slung a cow pie in his usual way. And broke every record Did our cow pie ringer. Since there was no one better, Pappy exclaimed to his son, “Beg Your Pardon, I beg your pardon Heck, you’re some kinda’ slinger!” For Wild Wild West Contest

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Date: 3/26/2015 8:13:00 PM
Great fun, David, and executed with admirable skill and humor. I enjoyed every line.
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Date: 10/4/2013 6:22:00 PM
Great poem, David! Wild West story, with good expression of the Slinging Beg your pardon character. Enjoyable overall. Check out some of mine. Might find some you like. Peace.
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Date: 4/20/2013 10:47:00 PM
;) GOOD ONE! You've got to be at SOMETHING, right? Good for our cowboy!
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Date: 4/14/2013 2:59:00 PM
hahaha. Nice one, David. Good luck in the contest with this strong entry. :)
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Date: 4/9/2013 10:03:00 PM
A good cow chip tosser comes in handy,...great job....
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Date: 4/9/2013 2:59:00 PM
this is a DELIGHT. I think one of my favorite of all the cowboy poems. a fave upon thee.
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