Some people call her crazy and a nut
She rides one of those horses with spots on her butt.
After running the barrels and crashing the gates
Everybody hollers,"Lookout, she ain't got brakes!"
She goes up and down in front like a texas oil well
She cuts the barrels so sharp it's a wonder she ain't fell
She looks alright and she's real fast
Everytime she gigs her, she'll pass alittle gas
They say she's wild and out of control
but shes real still when she has feed in her bowl
The rider's getting older and alittle insane
But she wants to win no matter the pain
When I say,"Laura, she's gonna kill you honey."
She say's," That's ok as long as I finish in the money!!"
3 comments:
YOU GO GIRL!
HUGS
What a great poem and tribute from your friend, Laura. And it's a hoot to read. You crazy cowgirl, you! LOL. Hope you frame this poem and hang it on your wall!
Have a great day!
Hugs,
Renie
love the poem Laura.
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