Wrangler Poems - Poems about Wrangler

...Excellent marksmen/women set his/her sites... I can hold out for upcoming mental health therapy until Wednesday at 1:00 p.m. Yes, and you (like I) will probably presume me deservedly cursed for......

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...My grandmother knew the exact moment I was born. She was sitting in the passenger seat of my grandfather’s navy blue Jeep Wrangler. Speeding down the New Jersey turnpike, the windows tremble......

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...It was still quite dark in Milton Creek, and it had just gone four When Tom arrived at the sheriff's office, and knocked on his door The Sheriff quickly opened up and beckoned Tom, to come insi......

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...In tight and busy parking lots You can easily get perturbed Should I back out; take the long way, Or should I just jump the curb? Jeeportunity! The well-worn road around the butte Will take......

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...is that a jackaroo or a jillaroo? I am annoyed, preferring to be called ringer. have spent the day with a green one. decide to escape, take a walk by the sea. broncoing has worn me out. 1080 i......

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...Milton Creek was waking up and outside it was snowing And from the Sierra Nevada a strong wind was blowing Mayor Tom had arranged a meeting for that same afternoon And the venue was in the upstair......

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...Rudolph bailed, said “Florida’s call’n me” Nick But fleet on his feet, ol Santa’s too quick Once again, he’s gone rope’n A replacement he’s hop’en By Christmas, Rudy’s heart’ll be home......

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...I saw a talk-show interview of a new author, all the rage, she had sold two million copies, her book is everywhere these days. It was tailor-made for women, a downcast wife looking for love, ......

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...Whar art thou dame of my dream? Eagerness readily overtakes me prior to succumbing to nightly slumber. Tis boot a blink when eyelids become relaxed adrift abed invariably occurs counting b......

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...Todd was riding in the desert, through Arizona’s red-brown waste, out chasing down word of silver, it was 1878. He had nothing to go back to, never had fit in well back east, he’d left for De......

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...If I had a daughter, I would be the kind of father that owns a muscle car. I would never be seen without my Wrangler jeans. If I had a little girl I would carry her around on my shoulders. ......

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...Fun fact ...got a birth mark the size and color of a watermelon seed on the right lower cheek of my butt. Hence my theme song she's got a freckle on her butt but she's purdy.Now how does this play i......

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...he Riders of the Purple Sage They’re running through the canyons out across the western plains They’re running un......

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...Some might say there’s no truth to this tale The night I had a visitor from beyond the pall. When my mother passed away I was full of anger I became as defiant as a rodeo bull-wrangl......

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...Embarrassed, humiliated, disgraced By the lack of things I came from Humble, my family was humble With meager possessions No luxuries or waste No suffocating expense No extravagance I lon......

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