Living by the Cowboy Code
In the Old West, your word was your bond, and respect was earned the hard way.
On sun-soaked trails where laughter’s found,
The cowboys gather, joy unbound.
With saddlebags stuffed, both tales and cheer,
Their dusty punchlines drift through the atmosphere.
Under wide skies where the wild winds blow,
A campfire crackles, its warmth aglow.
From whispered truths to jokes well-timed,
They ride the rhythm, their spirits primed.
As stars above wheel in endless dance,
Each story sparked, a twinkles chance.
They jest of coyotes, their sneaky schemes,
And laugh til dawn blurs the edge of dreams.
So tip your hat and join the scene,
On rugged hills where the heart is keen.
For in these moments, with friends so dear,
Laughter’s the gold that draws us near.
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