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Mon 13 Dec, 2004 06:01 pm
Saddle Leather
If I was to admit my two fondest pleasures
Women and horses are the things that I treasure
So my friend I'm asking for one simple request
When I die use my body for what I love best
Tan my hide into the very finest of leather
I'm thick skinned so can stand most any weather
Then take me and tool me into a saddle
And give it to a beautiful lady to straddle
And in this manner I'll be satisfied
And happy even though I have died
For then I'll forever lay in between
A majestic horse and a rodeo queen
Absolutely delightful, Mr. Injustice. Made me smile. and, it was truly good.
thanks Letty and Brand X, glad you enjoyed my lighter side
(Keeping the Saddlesoap handy...)
Heck of a poem, mighty Injustice! Well done!
I want to sing this! Nice work.
Thanks all, just my thoughts on life and death.....might as well make me into something that's useful by those that are likely to kill me in the first place.
I'm tryin' to think of a way to work that out while I'm still alive...if you get my drift!
haha Frank, aren't we all!!
Thanks Stuh!
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