Best Hit The Hay Poems

Me and my fellow buckaroos have had a real rough day.
Plumb tuckered out, we still are not ready to hit the hay.

Our bacon, the beans and biscuits have all been gobbled up.
My coffee now is growing cold inside my old tin cup.

Sitting around the fire,...

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Hi folks. The name's Ike. 
'Member me from my other writes?
check 'em out if you'd like.

Me and the Missus, Jane here, jest wanted to say hey.
Jane, she ses I oughta tell you good folks how I pray.
She thought it might be a help to one...

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Hank was a hard workin' cowpoke who really earned his meager pay.
He rode his ass Old Red from early dawn 'til at night he hit the hay,
Fixin' fences, ropin' steers and brandin' dogies in the old corral,
But he had an odd addiction that gnawed on...

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A cowpokes life is a rough one and when he draws his monthly pay,
He mounts his hoss and gallops to town to visit the local cabaret.
He scrubs the manure from his boots and dons a decent pair of jeans,
Hopin' to find some tolerable grub instead...

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Hank had rode the range a-punchin' cattle fer nigh on fifty years,
Ridin' through Texas northers and brandin' cantankerous steers.
He'd herded ornery longhorns along the Chisolm Trail to Abilene.
He'd signed on with the Triple D Ranch when he was about seventeen.

Hank had broke many a wild...

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Elsie the cow was slower than molasses,
that's why they finally decided to put her out to pasture.

With Stormin' Norman around you'd tremble with fear,
because all around him was lightning and thunder in the atmosphere.

I try not to get into too much of a habit, of...

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It seemed to Hank it was jes' a couple of hours ago since he'd hit the hay.
Now the risin' sun jes' peekin' over the hills heralded another day.

His old hound dog, Spooks, tugged at his blanket a-wantin' to play,
And his faithful hoss, Ol' Dan, greeted...

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Millie's Christmas Wish
Winter Vacation was coming
The kids were all set
They were thinking of Christmas
And the gifts they would get

But, Millie sat waiting
Thinking of nothing but snow
Watching the class clock
That was moving so slow


They did arts and crafts
Made cute cards for their folks
Sang old Christmas songs
And...

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DARLING BIRDS OF MAY
                                Chirrrrup chirrrrup  darling birds of May
   ...

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mcdonalds wife use to say

too much work for me today

an illness i'll fake

and after a break

maybe i will hit the hay.
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Just who can bear an empty heart devoid of any hope.
Of finding love to help you live and essentiallly just cope.
It has been said, we go to bed, per chance a dream or two.
For promises of love are there awaiting me and you.
But if you...

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Here's to you, Dandy Don, ol' mate!

   We in Soup jes' think you're great!

Ye who dwell in the land of the dingo,

   'ave learned us to speak native Aussie lingo!

Our kindest regards to yer dog Bungeye Jack.

   'e does...

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When i look at my life and think
I realize that your love was the missing link
You came into my life when my happiness was extinct
I thought there was no way out of the pain so i would excessively drink
I thought there was no other way
I...

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I strive to write one poem a day
To keep my wheels turning and gay
   Out if time
Must find rhyme
   Before I have to hit the hay...

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Through day and night
She cooks and cleans
Kissing boo-boos
And creating dreams.
She loves you more
And more each day
Even when
You hit the hay.

Through good and bad
She stays tough
Even when
We look real rough.
Speedily she drives
From place to place
Hoping it won’t be
A wild chase.

She's always there 
Through thick and thin
She...

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