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Tumbleweed the Saddle Tramp
by Duke LaRance

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Tumbleweed the Saddle Tramp
A driftin’ bum indeed
Was mighty short on nourishment
His hoss was short on feed
They drifted ‘cross the prairie
They crossed the rivers high
The sun comes up – the sun goes down
They’d get there by and by
They rode up to the Backbone
Close to the Great Divide
And at the time they was most high
Surveyed the countryside

Tumbleweed the Saddle Tramp
He rode a Buckskin Stud
Horsepower/traction plenty
To go buckin’ though the mud
They was headed t’wards a ranch house
Up there tight against the slope
He was runnin’ short on whisky
He was mighty short on smoke
They climbed up top a Vision Butte
Surveyed the countryside
And saw the old ranch buildings
At the end of their hard ride

Now that ol’fartin’ Buckskin
Was known to be astute
And sometimes started hoppin’
Like you opened up the chute
The Tramp he called him “Drifter”
The hoss knew Tramp was boss
Still he tried to throw him now and then
But never won a toss
He’d take off down the trail
At an all out, full-bore sprint
Just lay down Tramp and hold on tight
The tears flow thru the squint

They trotted to the ranchhouse
And found the widder home
She asked him if he’d brought along
A tasty marrow bone
He wasn’t really thinkin’ fast
The stud began to buck
And as he hit the ground he thought,
“Ol’ Birdie wants to (expletive deleted)!”
While there’s nectar for the Spirit
And there’s manna for the Soul
There ain’t nothin’ like a marrow bone
To fill a hungry hole

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Reviewed by Kathy Pekarcik (Reader)
Tres bien!! cried Kat, with hooded eyes and a sly grin.

Reviewed by Bhuwan Thapaliya
Heights of excellence....clap clap clap....BHUWAN
Reviewed by Jenni Kalicharan
Loved this...ecellent imagery..
Reviewed by TheEnigma OfLife (Reader)
OMG <mouth gaping open and laughing hard too> this is brilliant adult whimsy. The flow and rhyme just fantastic. If you not mind at all I am going to save this to my library to later print out so I can always have this good ole belly laughter at my beck and call!
Reviewed by Sandie Angel
Good write indeed! I enjoyed.

May Lu a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
I have stumbled across a western-accented Rovert Service. Great word play here, sir, very well crafted.
Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)
enjoyed the ride excellent imagery usage.
nice soft adult lure. {{smiles}}
Lady Peg
Reviewed by Retta (Reindeer) Mckenzie
This was funny and very well done! I enjoyed this so much this morning,

Reviewed by Lisa Hilbers
LOL (delete) *grin* loved this kuntry humor! Good write! ~SH~

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