Feline Alert

*The feline Texan way* A clean coat of paint - on my nails Red shade of lips - on my smile Solid oak charms - on my wrist Country music - around my core Flattering eyes - a rustic shell. Join me in a "Country Girls Tale" ~~ Every day I draw near the morning dawn, Abide by the landscape towards the new Texas sun A track of yellow roses and cactus galore I brand my name everywhere I travel Allowing you near the bounds of my Wild West soul I maintain it above the snake level everywhere I roll Got my head up like a cowgirl, Men around my black leather chaps I tilt my bull hide hat leaving behind a sweet Texas Trail Driving down a midnight Texan storm It takes more than raindrops to knock me from my- “2-Steppin’ world.” A windy ride, bruises under the hide taking it in like- “A Real Cowgirl!” I got a tight hold on my saddle, holding on to a brighter morrow Enjoying the voices and the sound Tex-Mex lingo, round and round Ropers and Wranglers are how I dress I'm all covered, except for the top of my chest. Living’ it up^, down here in the south. Erin’ the lungs, shooting up the sport Long necks’ and kissing under a rodeo’ moon. Honky-Tonk, tattooing the mockingbird. Down here: You will see me sitting on the Country ground, Peacefully staring into the optics of the "Alamo Stars." Falling with the art found in the flag I hold. I am The Wild! I am The West! “— A little dotty, but civilized!” Enjoying the morning breeze, Where the dew sits on the tip of Mother Nature’s tongue. There and only there you will find me, Under the brightest Texas Star