Somebody Forgot To Train My Wagontrain!

Damn arrows are flyin'
We're circled and taut,
Got shotguns and six shooters,
You should see how we fought!

They burned sixteen wagons,
Took fifty-odd scalps,
Abducted all our women,
And two of our Ralphs...

Why did they take 
Those weary old men?
Maybe they're gay,
Or just had a yen

To burn a few white men
The Ralphs were whiter than most...
But, I supposed by now,
They're merely Ralph-toast!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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