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Castration

Henry started a punchin’ at the ripe old age of 15 There just ain’t no way of knowin’ all of the things he’s done and seen All those years are far behind him since a young cowboy in his prime Now there is nothing left for him but to whittle away at time His days out on the range are gone can’t quite grasp these new ranchin’ ways Dudes now riding on ATV’s out rounding up all of the strays Henry hangs his head in sorrow knowing his days are getting few Just like the stallion turned gelding his old ways have been castrated too

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