Roundup on the Frontier
Every cowboy knows the importance of gathering strength before the storm.
In the dust and grit, the laughter rings,
As cowboys gather ’round, sharing things.
The rodeo’s buzz, a brightened face,
With wranglers jesting in this open space.
A bucking bronc sends a cowboy high,
He soars like thunder, then lands with a sigh.
The crowd erupts with a joyful cheer,
Their spirited laughs chase away all fear.
Underneath those stars, tales spun like gold,
Of pranks and mishaps, the bravest bold.
When lassos fly and boots do clash,
Each jokes a brand, igniting the bash.
So tip your hat as the sun sinks low,
For friendship forged in the rodeos glow.
With laughter echoing through the wide expanse,
The Southwest spirit invites us to dance.
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