William Retzleff Poet Rhyme

Golden Ride

He hangs his rope and ties it tight
His chaps are black and yellow bright
His spurs they jingle on his boots
It's the definition of a cowboy's suit

It's the tons of pyro shootin high
It's the buckle waitin on a golden ride
His brains rattlin underneath his hat
His chance at fame on a single stat

He  sees  inside  a  heap  of  hell
His fire and brimstone's burnin well
The  fear  insdie  is  all  but  gone
For no one's ridden this bull he's drawn

This rider goes by the name of Kas
And Sugar ray sits beneath his ass
He  gets  a  feelin  deep  inside
He'll still be standin after this final ride

The bull he blows and turns in his hand
Kas reads and counters his spinnin plan
The   higest   ride   in   Canada   yet
And kas has done it without a sweat

This  cowboy's  made  an  historic  ride
He stands tall and throws his hat with pride
All  his  hard  work  is  shinnin  bright
On that gold buckle that he holds tight

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