Marshal Dan

The marshal saddled up as dawn broke over old Dodge City. Upon town rabble and mean hombres he took no pity! He donned his ten-gallon hat and strapped on his gun. On his vest the marshals' badge gleamed in the rising sun! Sheepskin chaps and fancy boots completed his dandy outfit. He was a handsome dude - with the ladies he made quite a hit! He mounted his horse Woody and took a ride about the town, Ever on the lookout for desperados of notorious renown! He took a break for a hearty breakfast of bacon and eggs, Then continued on his rounds on the lookout for society's dregs. Rowdy cowpokes galloped down Main Street on a toot. Marshal Dan escorted them out of town in hot pursuit! At high noon the peace of Dodge City was interrupted, When a brawl at the Long Branch Saloon suddenly erupted! Shooting began and Marshal Dan drew his peace-maker; Two rowdy gun-slingers had a date with the undertaker! With Marshal Dan, peace in Dodge City was guaranteed. Danny dismounted his rocking horse Woody, his faithful steed. It had been a tough day trying to be fair and impartial. Now it was afternoon nap time for the little five-year old marshal! Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired (© All Rights Reserved)