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Poetry Contest Entry
Artist - Jack Sorenson
© Jack Sorenson
The Competition
~By Cowhunter
It's a competition where we ride
To put our ropes on cattle that hide
When out from a palmatter patch they run
Quarter is given to nary a one
While through the hammocks dashin'
And through flagponds splashin'
It's nip and tuck
Dodge and duck
Through palmatter flats like a steeple chase
Lighterd snags all o'er the place
It's rope or wreck
What the heck?
You'll feel good, once it quits hurtin'
If you live, of that I'm certain
It's like the Derby, when we give chase
After a cow, it's a horse race
You better have a pony that can run
If you expect to catch you one
Yessir, your trusty steed
He better feel the need for speed
That's because there's two of the crew
After the same critter as you!
Don't miss a chance to throw
The other's'll take it, or didn't you know?
And about the time you throw your snare,
He ducks off and you catch air
From behind you they will swoop
While you're buildin' a second loop
With a laugh, they'll race by
While you're buildin' on the fly
Directly someone will snare the beast
You missed but what a rush at least
He'll sunfish and lunge, try to catch a horse
Gotta mind your slack of course
If the rope gets in the way
You'll get in a bind and ruin your day!
To help, someone will throw their snare
And then you take him to a tree somewhere
We've no concern of losin' our prey
For we don't dally the Western way
To the saddle horn we tie
For this is the motto we live by:
Go for broke!
Rope and choke!
When we catch him, we mean to keep him and whatever comes with him!!
Comments: The above poem pretty much sums up the events of when we're
out in the woods catching wild cattle. It's pretty competitive and
dangerous...a heck of an adrenaline rush...
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