The Spirit of the Wild West
The West wasn’t won by luck—it was carved by determination and hard work.
In the heart of the Southwest, where sagebrush blooms,
Laughter rings out, dispelling the glooms.
A cowboy and cowgirl, all decked out,
Share vows ˜neath the sky, with roping about.
The preachers hat flies, caught by a breeze,
As cows join the circle, all eager to please.
With lassos and jokes, the guests can™t sit still,
Each yelp from the horses brings giggles and thrills.
The cake™s made of jerky, what a sight to behold,
With sun-dried tomatoes, a creation bold.
As horses stampede, chasing Uncle Joe,
The crowd bursts with laughter, it steals the show.
When love hits as hard as a tumbleweed rolls,
And joy fills the air, just like campfire coals.
With dance steps all mixed, and two-stepping glee,
This wedding, oh my, was wild as can be!
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