Living by the Cowboy Code
In the Old West, your word was your bond, and respect was earned the hard way.
In twilights glow, the campfires crack,
With coffee brews, we gather round,
Tales of the wild, we share and crack,
Epic and funny, in laughter, were bound.
Old Ringo™s horse, known for his flair,
Leapt over the moon, or so he claimed.
With coffee spills and a cowboys dare,
He landed near cactus, but still he flamed.
The rattlesnake dance under starlit skies,
Had Bill the bold, all fanned with glee,
He twirled and spun ˜til the critter flies,
And laughter rang, a sweet remedy.
As dawn breaks forth, with the suns embrace,
We sip our brew, with tales never done.
From grit to giggles, we find our place,
In coffees warmth, our wild hearts run.
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