Long Surliest Poems

Cowgirl Up

Well, I had a mean hoss like that 
Way back in twenty three
He had the surliest temper
You'd ever want to see

He'd snake them ears when I came 'round
An' curl his lips just so
Then flash...

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 BE MERRY

be merry, not blue.
blow your nose, no boo hoos,
dot your eyes.
i’ve provided an embroidered,
lacy handkerchief —
the old-fashioned kind,
that pulls up your bootstraps,
tickles your fancy,
almost too pretty, kind,
leaves no red streaks
creates smiles, not weak
and...

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