A cowpoke who discovers a hidden treasure map but ends up digging in all the wrong places, uncovering comical surprises instead

The wild west wasn’t tamed by sitting still—it took courage to follow the horizon.

One day beneath the cactus tall,

A dusty map began to call.

With dreams of gold, he rode the trail,

His heart alight, he could not fail.

He dug beneath an old mesquite,

Expecting jewels, oh, what a feat!

Instead he found a pair of boots,

And chicken feathers, careworn, cute.

Next by the river’s muddy bend,

In search of wealth that wouldnt end,

A jackrabbit popped from the ground,

With cabbage leaves, the strangest found.

Though gold evaded his earnest quest,

Each laugh and surprise was a treasure best.

For sometimes joys not found in riches,

But in lifes quirks, and merry glitches.