TEXAS
Is a vast place, bigger than France, and in many ways much more interesting.
El Capitan reef, the Pecos, the Panhandle, all conjure up more imagination
Than a truckload of Monmartres, a shovelful of escargot, or a herd of poodles
Heaven for me must have stetsons and not guys with chic scarves and wineglasses,
Women who can jump a quarter-horse and round up a hundred maverick longhorn,
Not wasp-waisted scowlers with absurd dresses mincing on imaginary tightropes
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