Roaming the Untamed Frontier
Freedom is found where the dirt road ends and the open sky begins.
In dusty streets where shadows loom,
Two cowboys faced, the air was gloom.
With hats tipped low and eyes ablaze,
They readied guns for the wildest craze.
The crowd began to hoot and cheer,
As one drew fast but lost his steer.
His lasso flew–a flub, a twist,
He tripped and fell, the moment missed.
Then from the saloon, a comical sight,
A cowboy danced, but not with might.
His spurs did jingle, boots did slide,
He stumbled quick, but took in stride.
At last, with laughter, guns were drawn,
The sun set low, the day was gone.
With wild antics and hearts aglow,
This shootout showdown stole the show.
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