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Cowboy Poetry and Western Verse
Longhorn Swath
Neal Dachstadter
The Handsome Angus, Hereford Gent,
And deftly crafted breeds were meant
For gentle dell and verdant land
Where thick's the grass, and poised the stand
Posing stately, 'side a stream,
Brown and Black with comely gleam,
Removed from wolf or coyote band,
For horn be short, and won't expand.
Less than long, amid the toss,
Twitching neck and brooking loss
Upon the plains, upon the span
Of open range, or prairie grand.
Not so the lanky cousin - cuss -
Wide of swath, without a fuss,
Gliding slow and lithe, to man
And hold a frontier, being hand-
y with his hardy 5 foot swath.
Clever Coyote, do the math.
Hungry Wolf, should you demand
A steak tonight, some other brand
Might mark your efforts better spent
Than on the Longhorn, quick as flint
To toss ye' through the air, no dand-
y beast is he, no boring, bland,
Or fragile sort - who lacked a plan -
But horn-ed wide, since time began.
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