Cowboy Fashion Show
July 13, 2017
As cowboys head toward my kitchen after branding calves today,
my front porch takes resemblance of a fashion-show runway.
First comes a short young cowboy, I think his name is "Lance",
he's in a blue BUM tee-shirt and some denim wrangler pants.
He wears a pair of tennis shoes a weathered baseball cap;
"Thank-you Lance" and here we have another well-dressed chap.
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Charles wears a striped shirt stretching over his spare tire;
a pair of lace-up ropers is his choice of foot attire.
Again, a pair of Wranglers are the pants he's chose to wear;
but he'd look a darned sight better if he wore a bigger pair.
Here comes handsome Richard in a shirt that's starched and clean;
his nice physique accentuates the way he wears his jeans.
His choice of boots are Justins; he puts them all to test
in his silver belly Stetson hat and rugged leather vest.
Then some poor cowboy hobbles up and he is quite a sight;
he looks just like a street bum that has just been in a fight.
His poor old hat is filthy and is badly out of shape;
his boots would be in pieces if it wasn't for Duct Tape.
His Wranglers are all bloodstained; he must have been the one
that did the castrating . . . the job that is no fun.
His poor old shirt has had it; the pocket's plum detached,
and has two buttons missing. His wife must never patch!
Then I recognize the buckle, "Champion Roper '84"
Why, it's the one who owns this outfit that comes walking thru the door!