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A showdown between a cowboy and a mischievous armadillo that keeps stealing his hat

Roundup on the Frontier

Every cowboy knows the importance of gathering strength before the storm.

In dusty trails where tumbleweeds roll,
A cowboy sits with a heart and a soul.
His weathered hat, a symbol of pride,
On worn leather saddle, he takes his stride.

But lurking near, with a twitchy nose,
An armadillo plots with a sneaky pose.
With a scurry and dart, like shadows at play,
He snatches the hat, then scurries away.

The cowboy grumbles, You little thief!
That hats my charm, my pride, my relief.
With vengeance ablaze and the sun beating down,
He tracks the rascal through the sagebrush brown.

At last they meet, in the twilight glow,
A standoff brewing with tension to show.
With laughter erupting, both find their thrill,
A cowboys chase turns to friendship still.