Monday, October 20, 2014

She Wore a Big Pistola




She Wore a Big Pistola
and hardly shirked a chore
but once we tried her cooking
t'was none went back fer more

Her answers mean as horse whips,
when talk was loud and raucous,
and the bottle passing round...
No man she could not out cuss.

She Wore a Big Pistola,
her aim was always true.
No critter suffered by her,
it's head be shot clean through.

Her station to all was common,
rough as a curly haired mule.
But when we finally laid her deep,
seems Julius had been a Jewel.

Oooh my!

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