Cowboys and Indians
When my brothers and I were young,
A very, very long time ago,
We had to entertain ourselves
And to make up our own show.
My brothers were riding bareback,
When they thought it might be fun
Instead of cowboys to be Indians.
With the thought the deed was done.
They stripped themselves and hung their clothes
On the bridle of each horse.
Their noble steeds were frightened
Of those flapping clothes, of course.
The horses ran and dumped those lads
Right into next ranch neighbor's yard.
They stood in bare embarrassment
While the neighbors laughed long and hard.
4/21/14
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