Living by the Cowboy Code
In the Old West, your word was your bond, and respect was earned the hard way.
In the Chuckling Corral, where cowboys jest,
With quips as sharp as a rattler’s crest,
They gather round the fires warm embrace,
Sharing laughter that time cant erase.
Under the wide, starry canvas above,
Each tale spins a magic, like feathers of dove.
With roping skills and wisdom honed,
They teach the lessons of the trail theyve known.
The sage advice drifts like smoke in the night,
Wrapping around dreams that take to flight.
From the horse’s whinny to the winds soft sigh,
The chuckles echo, as the years drift by.
So raise a glass to the cowpokes cheer,
For warmth and laughter are treasures held dear.
In the heart of the West, where spirits run free,
The Chuckling Corral holds a legacy.
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