The Cowpoke

There’s a breed on the loose,
That sticks out like a sore thumb.
They’re strong willed, they’re bull headed,
And sometimes accused as intellectually dumb.

But let me tell you my friends,
Nothings farther from the truth.
For a cowboy is a genius,
Although somewhat socially uncouth.

There’s not a creature on Earth,
That comes close to compare,
To the arts of a cowpoke,
In times of deep despair.

For when the chips are down,
He’s the one that will survive.
“Improvising” is the working theme,
Where a cowboy will thrive.

For there’s not another species on Earth,
Past – future – or now,
That will spend a lifetime tryin’,
To outsmart a damned old cow.

© Bill Lowman