COWBOY POETRY by CURTIS ANDERSON
Subtitle
MY POETRY: Page 7
Shane Mills
Marty, Shane and I made the finals 1,2,4
How the crowd cheered even more
Shane showed X14 Caddy who was Daddy
Shane made a few bucks
Driving logging trucks
Shane was sly as a fox
And dated Trish Cox
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Dusty Wilkinson
We all remember Dusty’s grin
Everyone some day will see it again
Dusty and I both went to
Kevin West’s bullriding school
Where we were taught to stick out our chest
Dusty travelled with Champ
Those 2 were like a shining lamp
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Brent Thurman
Brent would move his feet
As though he was listening to the beat
Brent would tuck his chin to win
Texas is full of longhorns
Brent might have roped on old Blue Northern
I don’t know if Brent wrote any sonnets
Brent rode at the BlueBonnet Palace
You can do a lot of learning watching Brent Thurman
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Jim Sharp
Tuff and Cody did Razor a favour when they asked him to travel with them
Razor said travel with someone as good or better
Razor won his first gold buckle at 21
He’s ready for some fun
Won his second gold buckle, would enjoy a good chuckle
Razor rode 57 and 51 in a row
Has won his share of the dough
Razor grew up in Texas where it is a thrill listening to Bob Wills
Razor’s theory was to stay on
Razor chased his share of blondes
Razor you’re my hero- enjoy the rhymes
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Quinton Lowry
Q rode bulls with a good style
Johnny Cash sang about walking that second mile
Q in the winter worked the rigs
Would play his guitar so people can do a jig
Q made furniture out of logs
Townsend was his favourite dog
Q now lives where there is a breathtaking view
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Curtis Anderson