MrOverdressed
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A Lonely Cowboy Poem. Oh where is my My Trusty Steed Tica? Deep gray she be! Did she RUN away to points unknown? Perhaps the Horse Trader Garrie is frolicking with her? That Attension Theif! Hands off Y'all! I shall Speak French! I shall fry eggs upon my brow! O Woo is me,… So Lonely I be! PLEASE come to ME my Trusty Tica! So I may Ride THEE, Before the leaves fall. (Author Unknown)
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