It has to be admtted that the same few names seem to win here - you were a welcome exception, Jayne. Who IS this Nick Syrett? Anyone know? Never turns up anywhere ELSE. Ditto Ian Colley. Any info? Here's a cowboy. I have to admit I saw these results yesterday so I've a head start.
The Cowboy Poet
A tinkling tune from the saloon
Irradiates the afternoon.
My footsteps echo up and down
The boardwalks of this dusty town
Where people never meet my eye
But cringe and creep and shuffle by.
I tip my poet’s feathered bonnet,
I shoot the breeze, I shoot a sonnet.
Gothic, Baskerville, Sans Serif,
My poems petrify the sheriff
Locked up in his own jail, a dolt
Too faint of heart to use his Colt.
I’m talking big, I’m walking tall.
There’s nothing here to fear at all.
For no one dares to say me nay,
Or strides across to bar the way,
Or mentions anything to pay.
Good day, I say. Good day. Good day.
Scotch Burns was once a bardic ploughboy;
I am a versifying cowboy.
The cattle ranges are my roads;
I scribble ballads, epics, odes,
A bold and well respected poet.
The very dogs and horses know it.
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