Poems That Tickle My Feet VII---Dusty

Dusty - Pat Gillem

Dusty was a horse I rode in Texas,while working on a ranch,
he would always try to throw me, whenever he got a chance.
He was a beautiful horse, his coat was white as snow,
the reason they called him Dusty, because in the mud he would roll.
A cowboys work is never easy, and here is what makes it tough,
is when you get kicked, or dragged, and all that kind of stuff.
One time I had a friend who said, he really wanted to try,
I told him if he got on Ole Dusty, he had better learn how to fly.
He laughed about that, like it was a joke, and jumped upon that bareback horse,
and where do you think he landed: in the Prickly Pear Cactus of course!
He yowled '' I should have listened,'' and I said, '' that was good advice,''
'' because I am the voice of experience, I have been there once or twice!''

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PADDYBOY60 5 years ago from Centreville Michigan Author

Hi Rosemary50. Thank you for the comment. This was one of my experiences while working on that ranch. It was usually me in the cactus. one day I was going out to check the cattle, and something spooked him. He was running all out, and I couldn't stop him. He fell, threw me over his head and into a thorn bush. Luckily there were no Rattlesnakes under it that day!

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Rosemay50 5 years ago from Hawkes Bay - NewZealand

Love this... so funny but lots of fun

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