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Playin' Cowboy (Children)
(August 10 / Born in Columbus OH - living in Florida)

Playin' Cowboy (Children)

Poem By C.J. Heck

I love to be a cowboy
and ride my horse around the room.
He's black and white and he won't bite
(he's really Mommy's broom) .

I shoot my guns at bad guys
when I ride down the trail.
(they're really just my dog and cat
and my closet is the jail) .

I ride and rope wild horses, too,
and bring them to my camp
(it's really just the 'lectric cord)
...uh oh, I broke a lamp!

Oops! Here comes the Sheriff
and it looks like he is mad!
I'd better clean this mess up!
('cause the Sheriff's really Dad) .

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Comments (2)

Damn, you're good! I feel like I'm 5 again... I'm eyeballing that swiffer in the corner and my Fluffy better get a move on 'cause there ain't enough room in town for the both of us! lol S
This is a really cute poem - very appealing. BFS


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