Monday, September 10, 2012

MOving COwboy


Moving Cowboy
MVC-002F[1], first poem ever written eye still remember that day in 2004
Moving Cowboy

do ewe remember when the cowboy movie was the hay day back in the day thing everyone became a movie star everyone became a cowboy in the hollywood movie they made zillions of old western movies they paid actors to star who were useless as cowboys they used them for bad guys you knoe the type they made them the sherriff and the deputy and the posse was full of cute men riding to glory just to get the women in the boxoffice buying tickets all of it for money Audio Murry and Rudeolfo Scott Key Billy Savage and Doc Haliday real men could not stand these romantic fellows getting kisses from the actresses meant for me poor me no  kisses on the street no one suggested that eye ever be a drug store cowboy or a hollywood actor men on the screen doing a bad job never meant eye should take over show them how its done dripping macho from my fingers pistols hangging from my belt cross draw rig and left hand shooter waiting to be used this is for my lady she who mostly  misses me why is sex so bad a thing to be a cowboy would be better no eye am teasing you it is better to be a dog tied unto the living then to be a dead unmoving cowboy buried under his horse mixed up religion runs its course in me there is safety in more love eye am not an Ape MOn ; Key the musick  make it seem religious sexy to my fault soul barred from real women doing time in fast New York she does the three minute smile when you say that Moving Cowboy

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