Laughter or tears, There is always a story to tell.
When my innards and heart did melt
By the hand the Queen of Hearts dealt.
Them safety belts iz fer cow’rds.
In my own self-interest
(10/31/94 while hauling cattle to stalk fields close to
Sedan, NM. A bicyclist got an unwelcome shower.)
“Come, though hungry mother kine, to
Where they feed doth wait for thee”
A man can do what a man’s got to do.