before the cowboy poetry tour.

[jodywy]

Leaning H is hauling Idiot cubes , loading and stacking by hand and by himself, to get rid of that belly before he heads out on his poetry tour

 

[Mountain Cowgirl]

So the Leanin is going on a poetry tour? That is awesome and glad to see him keeping the old ways alive. I don't see the reason he needs to lose any belly to recite poetry, but let me investigate.

Leanin is gettin fit to recite his poetry, all heart felt
You see to be a cowboy poet, we gotta see his belt
Liftin cubes sacked and eating vine ripen tomato
His belt is smaller, he pushes away Idaho potato

His belt ain't fastened with a rodeo buckle
He doesn't brag and make us all chuckle
Like the urbanite that roped on the weekends
And urban rodeo yarns he is full of and spins

Leaning got his belly, not because he is lazy
Rather because of beef, potato, and gravy
We can't find fault eatin all that ranch fixin
Lookin forward to his tour with folks mixin

And seeing his belt that his belly done over lapped
Hiding his buckle, that underneath has been trapped
As the tarnished and worn ranch belt buckle sees light
A new lean poetry reciting Leanin emerges, what a sight

The verse of his poetry will flow with ease
And the packed houses his words will please
That is all I will say about the H leanin and mean
Now, not only his brand H, but his belly is lean

 

[webfoot]

So the Leanin is going on a poetry tour? That is awesome and glad to see him keeping the old ways alive. I don't see the reason he needs to lose any belly to recite poetry, but let me investigate.

Leanin is gettin fit to recite his poetry, all heart felt
You see to be a cowboy poet, we gotta see his belt
Liftin cubes sacked and eating vine ripen tomato
His belt is smaller, he pushes away Idaho potato

His belt ain't fastened with a rodeo buckle
He doesn't brag and make us all chuckle
Like the urbanite that roped on the weekend
And urban rodeo yarns he is full of and spins

Leaning got his belly, not because he is lazy
Rather because of beef, potato, and gravy
We can't find fault eatin all that ranch fixin
Lookin forward to his tour with folks mixin

And seeing his belt that his belly done over lapped
Hiding his buckle, that underneath has been trapped
As the tarnished and worn ranch belt buckle sees light
A new lean poetry reciting Leanin emerges, what a sight

The verse of his poetry will flow with ease
And the packed houses his words will please
That is all I will say about the H leanin and mean
Now, not only his brand H, but his belly is lean

You may have missed it but H got invited to do his poetry at the big show in Elko. You can tell he has a day job which is not as a working cowboy. As a working cowboy he won't have the belly because people working for wages as a cowboy can barely afford to eat.
I knew that the little deal in Elko which he was invited to was just an audition for the big show. He was the only poet that evening. He was the first one on stage. There was 3 ladies sitting front and center listening and watching. They watched him and then they got up and left. I figured that one way or another they had seen enough.

 

[Big Muddy rancher]

Those ladies were probably going out to catch him at his pickup.