David Crandall Poet Rhyme

Pat Garrett and Billy the Kid

Pat Garrett sent Billy to heaven - 
plugged 'im with slugs, numbering seven. 
How he got to heaven, I don't know - 
that lowdown, no-count so and so. 
The Kid grew wings, said, "Glory hallelujah -  
up here, bullets go straight through ya."

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sara Etgen-Baker June 10, 2026 at 2:06 PM I appreciate reading something light hearted today. Thank you. David Crandall June 10, 2026 at 2:16 PM Thanks, glad you enjoyed, Sara!

CayCay Godwin June 10, 2026 at 10:36 AM I most certainly, most heartedly and enjoyably laughed out loud. I heard 'what?' coming from other rooms in my house. I said, "Oh, it's Soup David" David Crandall June 10, 2026 at 2:15 PM That's great to hear CayCay!