Six Shooter Poems - Poems about Six Shooter

...Beyond the hills, the storm, oh, yellow queens they quake; poor Autumn aspens feel old weight of weakened leaves the hostile winds will steal. Beyond the hills the storm it brews, like coffee......

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...Subject: Temper Tantrums Give someone having a temper tantrum an inch and they will take a mile's worth of attention. You cannot kill the same dead horse twice or shoot a six shooter a sevent......

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...With His Six Shooter In Hand He Emptied Its Load In a whiskey glazed stupor his horse he shot Under blue-wailing moon his heart, a broken mess And then his emotions tossed in their sad lot So......

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...~ Mary Fields… Was born into slavery somewhere back east she thought it was Hickman County, Tennessee Growing up, she had learned how to read and write though she'd spent her childhood in captivi......

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...A shootout on Main Street at high noon, Buck Bring your rusty six-shooter -- lots of luck! You’ll need it, you see, When up against me Nobody survives calling me a schmuck! <......

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...So, let us have guns and more guns in the USA Pistols, shotguns, rifles, and AK-15s galore, I say, Let those peace-loving pinkos scream and howl I will blow their heads off if they get in my wa......

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...The Beauty And Essence Of A Pretty Cowgirl Although she wraps herself in soft leather, Wearing her pointy-toed cowboy boots, She delights in darkest stormy weather And banging sounds her fast s......

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......He spotted Jones, and three other rough men, digging at the ground beneath a large spruce. Jones was grousing, “I know it’s buried somewhere, if if it’s not here, I’ll beat it out of that youth......

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... It’s skin deep evident, being black is an inherent crime It doesn’t matter whether we peacefully stand our ground, or be siren subservient — Hands in the air, knees bent We g......

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...The cowboy rides like a noble lord across the dusty ground, his six-shooter is his scepter, a Stetson is his crown. His saddle is a leather throne from which he can survey all his four-legged......

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... The fog of war is lingering long on these golden amber grain shores In the bar, in the synagogue Count the missing fingers in the high school cafeteria tomb Tally the tiny toe ......

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...The Un-Cowboy Like Cowboy this is the story of cedric hyde-fleet the most un-cowboy cowboy you ever would meet cedric was english, not british you see but, being a cowboy was what  he wanted to b......

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...Egalitarians of a smaller world with forks for fingers chew loudly on the gravy train of poor boys paper thin paychecks spit me out cause I got no cash better to be on the street with a shoele......

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... Welcome to the war, son ... You’ve been conscripted, go grab a gun And you daughters of the new American flag, you’re not exempted either Go get that gat outta my bag There’s a 21s......

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...Just to the left of Texas In the valley of beyond Is where sanity up and left us Deciding it was best to move along Hitched up horses and a wagon Six shooter strapped to its side Passing thr......

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