The Raindrop Ruckus: Playful Cowboy Antics Amidst the Torrential Showers

In the land of cowboys, the horizon is just the beginning of the journey.

In cotton clouds the thunder rolls,

A playful crew, their mischief grows.

With lassos whirling through the air,

They dance in puddles, without a care.

The rain pours down, a silver sheet,

While boots a-splashing keep the beat.

Around the fire, they share their tales,

Of wild adventures and galloping gales.

Underneath wide skies, the horses graze,

As cowboys chuckle through the damp haze.

A card game spreads on a soggy log,

While coyotes whisper through the fog.

As rainbows form when storms retreat,

They hoot and holler, a tempest sweet.

With every drop, their spirits rise,

In laughter™s echo, the cowboy flies.