Dogpaddling the Styx
Dogpaddling the Styx
Dogpaddling cross the Styx
To be with old Tom Mix
But Charon was there
Demanding he be paid
So an uppercut a bit
sorta laid back the twit
the deal was made
We reached the foreign shore
Side stepping a Boar
Caught old Topper for a ride
But Cassidy said nuts (Hoppy)
Don’t ride my horse
So I had to give him back
Twin pistols he did pack
On another horse, Jack
I rode for sure
Wild cattle we were chasing
Thundering and racing
And sparks n fire came from
Their flaming hooves
We galloped cross the valleys
Up n down streets n alleys
Down footpaths terrifying
derilects a sucking booze
So back to Charons boat
He said “whither go at”
So we boarded for a free trip
Going home
Bit grumpy was old Charon
He sidestepped up the Narran
But changed his mind when
I got the Christmas holdt (Goolies grippe)
The nutcracker fair
Got us flaming there
On shore into the timber
we did bolt
an interesting trip
on the grog we did sip
stay away from hell
the moral bit
I know it
Don Johnson …..16-may-11
Apologies to Hopalong Cassidy ?
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