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C&I's Poem of the Week for 8/24/2011
When a cowboy's on the saddle
under wide-open sky,
he has reason to ponder about some things,
and ask, "Why?"
"Why would an old nag of a horse
bust loose galloping across the place,
and have me come looking for him
till I'm plumb tuckered and blue in the face?
I fed him good. He's got water aplenty.
His quarters are tolerably clean.
So, what would cause such a varmint
to break away, and act ornery low-down mean?
In his prime, he was the best around.
No other could beat him, not even by a nose.
Yet when he learned that only performance counted,
his interest waned, I corralled him, a racer's woes.
Well, would you looky there, along that summit?
Breakaway himself, with a whole herd of friends.
Just goes to show you a critter needs more
than sugar, grooming, and pat on the hind end."
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