Du
ring the roundup on a cold dark
night
Something occured which gave us
a fright
He came forkin a buffalo
hell bent for leather
Bare headed,
bare chested not dressed for the
weather
He jumped
to the ground and ran up to the
fire
Just some grub boys is all I
desire.
"There's beans on the fire
and coffee in the pot
You're more
than welcome to all we
got"
He was big as a
barn and tall as a tree
He ate all
the beans in a second or three
Then
he reached for the coffee which was
scalding hot
And drank it all down
right out of the pot.
He used hot
coals to wipe his hands and
mouth
Jumped back on the buffalo and
pointed him south.
Hate to eat and
run boys but I gotta haul
mail
There's a mean Texas Ranger
who's hot on my
trail.
These
poems were written by my husband
Dennis Lee
Child
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