Short Squaws Poems

The world is strange with it's customs and laws
They're meant to be bent when we eat at the trough
Within reason I mean
Not too extreme
Not overboard stuff like molesting young squaws...

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There was a great Chief named Many Papoose,

   Who with many brave's squaws played fast 'n' loose!

      When in battle the Chief died,

         The Chief's tribe was well supplied,

            With many papoose since he was profuse!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
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There once was a sweet Shawnee squaw
Who left home and Ma and her Paw 
They had given her life
But he’d wanted a WIFE!
So she left with that brave Checotah.

The Checotah brave was a knave
Made his fine Shawnee bride his slave
she ditched his rawhide
And left on his ride
That’ll teach that guy to behave!

Well, the horse was a fine pinto mare
Who loved men and for squaws had NO care
the woman got off
The mare she caste off
And returned to the Checotah’s lair!...

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