Chasing Dreams Across the Plains
Out here, every cowboy knows that fortune favors the bold.
In twilight™s glow, the cattle roam,
Their antics wild, far from their home.
One leaps the fence, then turns to stare,
While cowboys chuckle, dreams laid bare.
A raucous herd, like a circus troupe,
Bucks and spins with a lively loop.
The lasso flies, but misses wide,
As the cowhands grin, with eyes open wide.
With every challenge, a laugh they draw,
For stubborn cows defy all law.
From chasing tails to tripping hooves,
These rodeo dreams are where laughter moves.
At dusk they gather, beneath the stars,
With saddle-soaked tales and campfire scars.
Through patience tested, a bond so tight,
In the comedy of cattle, they find delight.
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