Trusting the Steady Steed
A cowboy’s trust in his horse is as deep as the canyons they ride.
In the dusty ring where cowboys dare,
The rodeo queen twirls with a radiant flare.
But lo, that crown atop her head,
Whispers of mischief, where laughters bred.
With a flick of her wrist, the hat flies high,
A coyote caught it, and dashed with a cry.
The crowd erupted, their roars filled the night,
As cowpokes chuckled, what a comical sight!
Next, the crown conjured a steer with a grin,
Dancing through barrels, a whirlwind of spin.
The queen laughed aloud, as her friends clutched tight,
Caught in the chaos, they soared to new heights.
With twinkling stars and a heart full of glee,
The crown weaves wonders, as wild as can be.
In this realm of cowpoke and joyous parade,
Tales of the queens crown–what mischief it made!
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