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Jessie James was shot in the back by a trusted friend, Robert Ford on April 3, 1882 for the reward offered for his capture dead or alive.

Jessie James

Jessie James
Made it big as a wild west tough guy,
And when he came to town folks would hide.
He hung up his guns saying this life ain't fun,
And at the hand of a friend Jessie died.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Austin Avatar
May 26, 2016 at 10:24 AM
Yes, good old Jessie. I wrote one on Wild Bill and his last visit to Deadwood. Love, daver
Ball Avatar
May 26, 2016 at 3:21 PM
Thanks so much Daver. Glad you like it. I'll have to look up your poem on Wild Bill. God Bless, JB
Sathasivam Avatar
May 25, 2016 at 7:47 AM
Excellent. Lovely limerick. Enjoyed reading it. Thanks for sharing it.
Ball Avatar
May 25, 2016 at 5:15 PM
Thanks so much my friend. Glad you like it. Thanks for stopping by to read for me. God Bless, JB
Dietrich Avatar
May 24, 2016 at 5:58 PM
I enjoyed this. In the old days, JUdy, I would sponsor clerihew contests. They are so fun to read. I liked your hide / died rhyming lines.
Ball Avatar
May 24, 2016 at 7:09 PM
Thanks so much Andrea. Clerihews are fun to do but this one had too many lines and turned into more of a limerick. Glad you liked it. God Bless, JB
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