A cowboy in white
Was mired in stress
Each shift was a fight
Without happiness
Then she befell him
A bay in her blues
And chased away his
So that’s the good news
But fate can be fickle
And sometimes it wrecks
What could have been love
Just ended in sex
He never denied her
Lust as vocation
But she was a mare
Of mass devastation!
A Cowboy In White
2018