Long Senoritas Poems
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He shot a man in Arizona
so Billy's riding hard tonight.
He had to leave Fort Grant City
because he killed a bully in broad daylight.
Billy's heading back from where he came from,
back to old New Mexico.
He has friends on the Ruidoso.
They'll hide him out where ever he goes.
Charming Billy, Billy Bonney.
You just turned seventeen
but your future will be seen
as Billy the Kid.
Billy joined up with The Regulators
as the Lincoln County War began.
He was a small young boy with a big sombrero,
but rough and tough as any man.
Billy earned his reputation
with a friendly smile and a smoking gun.
The Spanish girls all loved young Billy.
Their blue eyed hero he had become
Charming Billy, Billy Bonney.
You loved to dance and sing
and never worry about a thing.
Pat Garrett was hired to catch young Billy.
A one time friend he knew him well.
Pat cornered Billy in a rock house cabin
near Stinking Springs as folks do tell.
Sentenced to hang in the town of Lincoln,
Billy made his bold escape.
Both his guards died from thinking
that a shackled young boy couldn't break away.
Charming Billy, Billy Bonney.
The whole world knows your name.
You've caught up to your fame.
Billy could have kept his freedom
by riding off to Mexico,
but he wanted his friends and senoritas,
so to Fort Sumner he did go.
Just about the stroke of midnight
a shot rang out in a darkened room.
Pat Garrett's bullet killed young Billy.
His short life ended years too soon.
Charming Billy, Billy Bonney.
You just turned twenty one
at the wrong end of a gun.
Did you hear about Don? What a guy!
On the pretty gals he had his eye.
But he had zero chance
with them all. At romance
he kept messing up, for he was shy.
In a language school Don then enrolled
where he learned words of love, I am told.
Of cute *senoritas
he’d ask for *besitas.
His tongue was becoming quite bold!
The language of his newest dear
he’d be whispering into her ear:
With “Jet’aime,” “Querido,”
“Kuss mich” or “Ti amo” -
Through all Europe he roamed without fear.
With his sweet words, he’d go on and on
till he tired of a girl and be gone.
And that’s how a guy
named Don, once so shy,
is now known as a famous *Don Juan.
*senoritas = young ladies (in Spanish)
*besitas = little kisses (in Spanish)
*Jet'aime = I love you (in French)
*Querido = My dear (in Spanish)
*Kuss mich = Kiss me (in German)
*Ti amo = "I love you (in Italian)
*Don Juan= name for a womanizer (Spanish/English)
For Debbie Guzzi's Bi-Lingual Poetry Contest
Go Go Boy
He’s got the moves
Smooth like vinyl
Without the grooves
Zip zip zap zap
Making those toes tap
The mood’s psychedelic
as the girls scream and clap
Go Go Boy’s so smooth
They’ve gotta groove
Those kinda vibrations
makes Their bodies move
Scrumptious delicious
with free flowing flair
totally toned physique
and slicked back blond hair
He bathes in their screams
as they toss their underwear
A total solar eclipse
Who makes them stare
Go Go Boy
Is going going gone
No encore or extra song
Girls chanting
wanting to sing along
But he leaves them drenched
wanting more
with heat emanating from their core
Adios senoritas
Watch Go Go Boy go
he’s out the door!
Frogs’ legs
French cuisine fad
Amphibians hopping mad
Shish kebabs
Cubed lamb chislic
Served on toothpick
Pizzas
Flatbread Italian feast
Waist measurement increased
Bird’s nest soup
Rare Chinese foodstuff
Swiftlets sleeping rough
Mexican wraps
Spicy chicken fajitas
Hot as senoritas
Seafood paella
Shrimp, lobster, cuttlefish
Saporous Valencian dish
Maple syrup
Canadians tree tap
Sticky sweet sap
Digestif
After dinner drink
Brandy glasses clink
17/09/18
'six-word couplet poetry contest' : Sponsored by: Mark Toney
Yee Haw! Y'all came when I called, my five rowdy friends,
It's that time for the Annual Rustler's Rodeo Roundup again!
Let's saddle our ponies, ride, rope, and rustle their cattle,
We'll round up their ramblin' ramblers, then just skee-daddle!
Next, drive those buckin' broncos to our hideout down south,
So we can sell em' to buy whiskey for dry opened mouths!
Those Senoritas, who need us, will feed us beans and fajitas,
Then bed us and please us, till we all say...Lord help me Jesus!
If anything's left over, we'll buy you a pup from that dirty sheep drover,
At ten cents a pound, we'll bag you that bloodhound they all call Grover!
And Wiley, didn't you want to marry that dance hall gal, looks like a pixie,
I'm guessin' she'll keep doin' more fine fiddlin' and diddlin' on your dixie!
Me, I'm gonna get me a real fancy-schmancy, gold-plated saddle,
Hell, we'll buy everything we can with their mindless rusty cattle!
It'll be more women, lots more whiskey, and more comforts galore,
Shoot, we might even open up our own gosh dang, dark, dusty store!
We'll rob the trading post on the Mesa, jack up prices on customers orders,
Then we'll sneek out the back door, saddle ponies and shoot for the border!
Yee Haw Y'all, it looks like we're gonna have one big ramblin' scramblin' ball,
It's "Celebration Sunday" at the Annual Rustler's Rodeo Roundup!...YEE HAW!