Best Wrangler Poems

Brett Favre looks hot in his Wrangler blue jeans

You know that cool dude ate his spinach greens

     Has the perfect TV...

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It was still quite dark in Milton Creek, and it had just gone four
When Tom arrived at the sheriff's office, and knocked on his door
The...

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When Darkest Of Blues Will Not Stop Pounding

Standing atop this high cliff, clouds floating on by
Watching last sunset, red-tint paint splashing blue sky
Now finding life,...

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The trousers he's wearing are Wrangler -
they're great for his job as an angler
(although on a trip
he busted his zip
and showed all those present his...

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Milton Creek was waking up and outside it was snowing
And from the Sierra Nevada a strong wind was blowing
Mayor Tom had arranged a meeting for...

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In tight and busy parking lots
You can easily get perturbed
Should I back out; take the long way,
Or should I just jump the curb?

Jeeportunity!

The well-worn road...

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I guess when memories of the past, 
       never seem to fade or pass, 
    ...

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It’s the great American pass time that will never die,
The thundering sport called baseball, as the grand
Old flag waves in the breeze, of everlasting freedom...

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I know how to live off the land
I'm a survivalist
I make do with whatever's at hand
I'm a survivalist

It's a mindset,
it's a lifestyle
You must have a...

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She did the washing e’vry Monday morn,
All fabrics sorted in different piles,
The wrung-out whites shone brighter than the dawn,
While flapping in the wind and sunshine...

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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...

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Give me a "Home On The Range"
Where my granpa once roamed
Out on the lone prairie
From "Deep In The Heart Of Texas"
He cummed  up the...

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All an illusion


It's all an illusion. 
No matter where I am, I am alway just,
sitting there. Unaware, with a blank stare messy hair
and probably the...

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-LAST DAYS OF OLD BEN-


    “See that man up there on the mountain, son?”
“Yeah Pop, why’s he a’jes sittin there starin’ out...

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The Vaquero

Create for me a vaquero
           With slow walk, loving rodeo
Long rides on cool high...

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