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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Cowboy
[time] => 2004-04-04 03:55:31
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[bodytext] => A young cowboy rode into town, And not far behind fell a cold black cloud. The lightning started to flash, And the thunder began to roar. He rode up to the saloon, And walked in through the door. Heads began to turn, And glasses slammed table tops. Head hung low, and arms at his side That cowboy came to a dead stop. He raised his hat, and headed towards the bar. Not a noise was made, Except from the spurs on his heels All men stared into those eyes of steel Not one dared to make a move, For they knew they were sure to lose. The cowboy stood at the bar, taking shot after shot. Little did that cowboy know, he would be the star of a show. Another cowboy walked in standing just, the way that cowboy did earlier. Hands at his side and standing tall. That man asked the cowboy, are you ready to draw. Grinding their teeth, and hands at their sides. Those cowboys stared each other down eye to eye. The first cowboy took first draw, only to watch the other one fall. Not a care for just what went down, that cowboy walked to his horse, and headed out of town. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 146 [topic] => 65 [informant] => Rylo [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => toughstuff )
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