webfoot
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My attempt and cowboy poetry on Christmas morning. I had more written in my head while feeding. But do to old age I couldn't remember all of it.
Christmas Morning on the Ranch
T'was the morning of Christmas and
Warm in the house
Thanks to a fire
Built by my spouse
It is nice and warm
Snuggled in bed
But outside there are critters
Waiting to be fed
Heavy stockings pulled on
My toes with care
With hopes that
Frostbite wont settle there
Out on the porch sit
Clyde and Spot the cat
Wanting their breakfast
So they can remain fat
I fire up the feed truck
Windshield is covered with ice
But once it warms up
The heater will be nice
I fill a bucket with grain
To give to the steer
I want him fat
As his butcher date draws near
I turn the dogs loose
So they can run
Those two mutts
Are having too much fun
Hungry cows want
to help me feed
But their assistance
Is not something I need
The cows get to fighting
And I am in the way
Upright and vertical
Is how I want to stay
Coming to save me
Patty jumps out of the cab
I am glad she is a Border Collie
And not some old Lab
That rain last fall
Made the grass grow
But pulling apart frozen bales
Makes feeding go slow
Back in the house it is warm
And my breakfast draws near
Traditional Swedish pancake
Made by my wife so Dear
I hope all of you have as Merry of a Christmas as I did.
Christmas Morning on the Ranch
T'was the morning of Christmas and
Warm in the house
Thanks to a fire
Built by my spouse
It is nice and warm
Snuggled in bed
But outside there are critters
Waiting to be fed
Heavy stockings pulled on
My toes with care
With hopes that
Frostbite wont settle there
Out on the porch sit
Clyde and Spot the cat
Wanting their breakfast
So they can remain fat
I fire up the feed truck
Windshield is covered with ice
But once it warms up
The heater will be nice
I fill a bucket with grain
To give to the steer
I want him fat
As his butcher date draws near
I turn the dogs loose
So they can run
Those two mutts
Are having too much fun
Hungry cows want
to help me feed
But their assistance
Is not something I need
The cows get to fighting
And I am in the way
Upright and vertical
Is how I want to stay
Coming to save me
Patty jumps out of the cab
I am glad she is a Border Collie
And not some old Lab
That rain last fall
Made the grass grow
But pulling apart frozen bales
Makes feeding go slow
Back in the house it is warm
And my breakfast draws near
Traditional Swedish pancake
Made by my wife so Dear
I hope all of you have as Merry of a Christmas as I did.