Danny Nunn Poet I do not know?

Cowboy Camp Cook

Making biscuits at four A.M., coffee is boiling
                 Fed the cowboys at midnight, they just keep dragging in
          Says that he will sleep when he gets old, at this rate it won't take long

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Marty Owens October 11, 2009 at 11:34 AM Nice..How true...Loved reading this today..Marty

James Marshall Goff October 11, 2009 at 6:51 AM Hi Danny, my Pop was a fine 'Camp- Cook' too! he felt most at home by the campfire... loved this write!... jim

Carolyn Devonshire October 11, 2009 at 6:03 AM Had to laugh at this witty write, Danny. I can see it vividly through your words. Guess the cowboys don't sleep much, but they need the food to keep going. I've never met an overweight cowboy, so bring on the biscuits! Love, Carolyn

Sara Kendrick October 11, 2009 at 5:02 AM That is right one cannot burn the candle at both ends and get by with it for long. Keep writing. Like the presentation of the idea. Sara