Best Laramie Poems

High noon in Fort Laramie, the summer sun is oppressive.
A whalebone corset digs into my body’s tender parts.
Peering from the shop, my hand touching the pane
of dearly brought glass, I feel the vibration of incoming riders.
The pale blue sky disappears in a cloud of dust....

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The summer sun was high. The heat was oppressive.
The whalebone corset dug into the body's tender parts.
Peering from the shop, my hand touching the pane
of dearly brought glass, I feel the vibration of the incoming riders.
The weak blue sky pales, and clouds over with the...

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Shootout, And That Wild Young Cowboy From Laramie

Her heart said, I want a cowboy from Laramie
Six-gun shooting hombre to take sweet care of me
Tender lover succumbing to my feminist wiles
Begging for more of my sexy beautiful smiles
A handsome brave soul to protect and deep-love me
Not...

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At dawn the bugle's piercin' call roused troopers for another wretched day,
Of curryin' horses, shovelin' manure, drillin', guard duty and gatherin' hay!
Another day of bellerin' sergeants and pompous officers that they must obey!
This and more for a mere thirteen bucks a month - a private's...

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