Where the West Stands Tall
In the land of cowboys, the horizon is just the beginning of the journey.
In a dusty ring where the wild winds play,
The Quick-Draw Queen twirls her lassos sway.
With laughter bright as the noon suns gleam,
She rides like the wind, a daring dream.
Her competitors scowl, their brows all furrowed,
Yet her playful jests leave their hearts all over-morrowed.
With each swift draw, she dazzles the crowd,
Her skill and her charm separate her from the crowd.
In the heart of the fight, grace dances with grit,
As she flashes a smile, while her rodeo wit.
The hooves pound the earth, a thunderous sound,
While the folks lean in close, for her magic theyve found.
As stars wink awake in the twilights soft glow,
They cheer for the queen, with a flair like a show.
She nods with a wink, “Here’s to all who dare,
In the rodeos heart, there’s laughter to share.”
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