The Mirage’s Merry Dance: A rhythmic celebration of the enchanting allure and humorous confusion brought by desert mirages.

The cowboy life teaches one lesson above all—hold the reins, and lead the way.

In the desert heat where shadows play,

A shimmer winks beneath the day.

A waterhole that wavers near,

With twinkling laughter, it draws us here.

Through dusty trails, a cowboy strides,

His thirsty heart where mirage hides.

A golden cup, he thinks hes found,

Yet slips right through on sun-baked ground.

The cacti dance with jeweled crowns,

As wary eyes eye shifting towns.

Just one more step, the laughter flows,

But all that™s left are tumbleweeds and woes.

As sunset bleeds in crimson hues,

The coyotes join the playful ruse.

In mirages grip, both lost and free,

We chase the dreams of what could be.