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    I got my calves, then the storm hit

    Well, I got my calves from my friend, Pat. Red Angus/hereford crosses And one nice bull calf and a half bred holstein that I took a fancy to, who knows why. Then we got hit with two big storms and our roof had big trees on it and our fencelines are down. And roof blew off the barn. So now...
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    My search for calves

    If I don't find some calves I am going to go crazy. I have even been roping my dairy goats, which they don't like much, they lay down. My horse thinks I've lost my mind. Pete and I have drove around looking at cattle. There are alot of different cattle out there now. One group we looked at...
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    He told me this

    (This was told to me in Montana, Near Browning, at a little bar and resturant where the steaks are huge! I spent alot of time there and this story hit me hard, finally wrote a poem about it.) He told me this ---------------------------------------------------------------------- “My Grandpa...
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    Why do you keep him?

    ( This poem is based on a man my father bought a colt off of. This old man also raised cattle and had the dogs. These stories I like best. Poems made up of lives ) Why do you keep him? That old dog Burrs in his tail Hitch in his trot He is not a powerful dog Why do you keep him? I keep...
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    Falconer

    Anyone else here a dirt hawker?
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    Grandpa's dog

    Grandpa's dog was an ugly sort With big white spots and a limp to port But boy he liked to chase them cows When Grandpa's work was done at night Old Tug would bring the cows home, What a sight Grandpa on a mule, he held dear In his right hand a cool old beer like a poem Tug would fetch them...
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