Chasing Dreams Across the Plains
Out here, every cowboy knows that fortune favors the bold.
In dusty trails where laughter roams,
The cowboys spin their tales like foam,
With tangled words that twist and twirl,
Their grinning faces light up the world.
Beneath sun’s blaze, the shadows dance,
They gather round with jovial prance.
Each chuckle rises, wild and free,
Like whispers in the sagebrush spree.
The lasso binds not just the steer,
But bonds of friendship, bold and near.
With every jest, a heart is won,
As cacti bloom beneath the sun.
So hear the call of those who sing,
In Arizona’s vast, embracing spring.
For tangled words and cowboy’s grin,
Create the magic where joy begins.
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