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B roncs just when she needs to,
U nder the Wyoming sky.
S ulls under the saddle,
T hen throws me up on high.
E veryday a new job,
R unning cattle to camp.
S he's got a pretty high speed index
R un you right off the map.
E videntally she's willing,
D oing whatever I need.
G iving to every command,
L iving by her deeds,
O r I would have soaped her,
R idden her to sale.
Y ou just can't beat that mare,
S he's a dandy on the trail.
O.K., so I added an extra line so that I could make it rhyme. I get all weird about stuff like that.
October, 2001
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