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Monday, May 16, 2011

#136 Jesse the Poodle

The tumbleweeds rolled
And the wind blew
Dust in the air
Thick as stew

When came to town
A character of renown
It was the Texas Ranger
Jesse the Poodle

His hair was white
And he was quite a sight
As he ambled into the saloon
Ordering a water
And some kibble in a dish

We knew he was serious
Although a touch delirious
From the heat
And the dust
Caked on his feet

As he drank his drink down
He looked all around
And sized us up
One by one

He could tell who was yeller
As his eyes lit on a feller
Who winced
And looked at the ground

Sitting back in his chair
He brushed back his hair
Polished his badge
With a cloth backed with bone

Then facing the crowd
He said quite loud,
“I’m here to keep order
I’ll stay as long as it takes
To clean up this one poodle town”

But of course
All we heard him say was,
"Woof"

He was Jesse
Jesse the poodle
With guns in his paws
He upheld the laws
And ran the bad guys
Clean out of town

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