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Head em up!!!
Move ‘em out!!
A cowboy can’t wait,
To hear that shout.
Them steers in the trap,
They need to go home.
No more on the ZD
Range will they roam.
They ate the lush grass
And gained lots of weight.
But now it’s time
To walk out the gate.
Back to the F RANCH
There’s oat grazin’ for
feed.
For alfalfa and cubes,
There’s simply no need.
Them steers are healthy.
They’ve had all their shots.
There’s short ones and
tall ones,
And of course a few knots.
They’ll walk the four miles.
Just too many to haul.
And besides it’s fun,
Bein’ cowboys and all.
They wear the F brand
On their right side.
That a six in iron
Burned into their hyde.
It surely a brand
That ain’t gonna’ fade.
I just hope Kerry’s buyers
Don’t think it’s their
grade.
©David J. Dill
,Dec, 1998
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