Living by the Cowboy Code
In the Old West, your word was your bond, and respect was earned the hard way.
In the dusty town where laughter swells,
The rodeo queens tale, a spell that compels.
With sequins bright and a smile so wide,
She twirls in the ring, where dreams collide.
Under the big top, the colors unite,
A circus of hope in the gathering night.
Lively folk dance, with spirits so free,
While cowhands and clowns join in jubilee.
With lassos flying, they rope the bright stars,
As hearts race fast, forgetting their scars.
Each witty jest and each daring feat,
Draws thunderous applause from the stamping feet.
A crown waits gleaming, to find its true mate,
In this vibrant arena where laughter won’t wait.
Through trials and triumphs, the queen finds her ground,
In the rodeos heart, her true joys are found.
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