Carolyn's Ranch
.
One night on Carolyn's Ranch
under the star lit skies
whilst the breeze played with
her tresses
and mine eyne roved hern pretty
there were no horses
nor saloons
yet
one could hear the
ricocheting
from left to right
This had to be the
'James Gang'
for
the words
they riddled
they rang
they cracked
Since that
star lit night
on the
Devonshire Ranch
looking back
yep
Touche’ Carolyn...mi amiga
Copyright © James Peranteau | Year Posted 2009
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