In the dust and din beneath the sun, Rodeo clowns, with antics spun. With painted smiles and wobbly boots, They dance and prance, in wild pursuits. As the bull kicks…
In a sunlit vale where wildflowers dance, A bronco named Chuck took joy in his prance. With a flip of his tail and a whinny so bright, Hed gallop through…
In Arizonas sun, where the tumbleweeds roll, A wrangler named Jim had a curious goal. With a lasso of twine and a joke on his tongue, He sought out wild…
In the dusks embrace, the saddle creaks, A weathered bridle speaks with the winds flukes. Its leather worn, with tales entwined, Of spirit wild and hearts aligned. Through stormy nights…
Upon the crest where wildflowers bloom, The last trails dust weaves whispers of gloom. With leathered hands and a weathered heart, He rides through memories, each plays its part. The…
Beneath the sun, where wildflowers sway, The Dusty Spurs dance in a lively play. With twirls and stomps, boots kick up the dust, Creating laughter, a joyous must. A circle…
In the hush of night, the embers dance, Casting tales of fate in a flick’ring trance. With rugged hands, we gather round, The whispers of the fire, a sages sound.…
Beneath the vast and starlit dome, Where wild winds whisper and coyotes roam, The rodeo starts with a raucous cheer, As cowboys gather, their spirits clear. With lassos twirling in…
In twilights glow, a fence stretches far, Its posts a whisper, a fading scar. Each rail holds dreams of land so wide, Yet binds the spirit within, inside. The prairie…
In the dusky light, the cowboys jest, With laughter ringing, they’re feeling blessed. Their steeds are nimble, with mischief in mind, In playful spirits, true pranks they find. Old Buck,…