I crossed deserts and mountains
in the cold and burnin' sun.
Herded cattle east, brought settlers west,
Ma' day wus never done.
I carried calves 'cross ma' saddle
'Cause they wus too weak ta' walk.
Rode by cowboys, ridin' herd
that wus too dern cold ta' talk.
I saw spooked cattle run fer miles
At the sound of a snappin' twig.
Buried cowboys under stacks of rocks,
The ground wus too hard to dig.
I et' all kinds of trail drive cookin'
Sum wus good an' sum wus bad.
I filled ma' plate an' gobbled it down,
'cause that wus all I had.
I fit' off Indians and rustlers too,
Jus' to make it thru' another day.
Sum' days wus tough and sum' wus tougher.
That wus the cowboy way.
I wus once praised in movies,
Kids called me hero and such.
Only a few 'member me now,
Nobody cares that much.
I guess I'm jus' disappointed,
I wus fergot so fast.
You wouldn't have a present or future,
If I hadn't rode thru' the past.
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write a four line, seven stanza poem about the old west. rhyming method: 1st stanza
2nd and 4th line must rhyme. 2nd stanza, 2nd and 4th line must rhyme, etc, |
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cowboy poem
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Author Notes
Praising the cowboys that built this country and the hardships they faced doing so.
Entire poem written in cowboy lingo'. Hope you enjoy.
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