"barfights" poems - Hello Poetry

That cowgirl won’t go Won’t ride Won’t die Sittin’ on the pisspot in a one horse town Salient sista, she sees them cowpokes And they do their damndest to draw her attention Oh, she’s seen chairs thrown, barfights break out And the piano man run away Sometimes they shoot the others down All for the chance to pay two dollars To lay with the only cowgirl in town She’s the Queen Sheba of the saloon girls **** loose and fast Motherly and tender, it’s all for the askin Sanctified or sinister, that cowgirl won’t go Won’t ride Won’t die I asked her to marry me Many times before She laughed and said, “Honey, you can’t have me.” In my naïveté I thought I could change her wayward ways Domesticate her like I’d break a young filly All the thoughts of getting off the trail, building a house, Settling down and starting a family. But that cowgirl won’t go Won’t ride Won’t die

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Dec 4, 2015

Dec 4, 2015 at 5:37 PM UTC

jason-galt

Cowgirl

That cowgirl won’t go Won’t ride Won’t die Sittin’ on the pisspot in a one horse town Salient sista, she sees them cowpokes And they do their damndest to draw her attention Oh, she’s seen chairs thrown, barfights break out And the piano man run away Sometimes they shoot the others down All for the chance to pay two dollars To lay with the only cowgirl in town She’s the Queen Sheba of the saloon girls **** loose and fast Motherly and tender, it’s all for the askin Sanctified or sinister, that cowgirl won’t go Won’t ride Won’t die I asked her to marry me Many times before She laughed and said, “Honey, you can’t have me.” In my naïveté I thought I could change her wayward ways Domesticate her like I’d break a young filly All the thoughts of getting off the trail, building a house, Settling down and starting a family. But that cowgirl won’t go Won’t ride Won’t die

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Reality was bereft As your head, Caresses the pillow A night deft. As I hear the crickets Lagging behind, I With you on the way To dreamland with a ticket. Don the Hatter's Hat In Alice's Wonderland. As we sip tea With Rabbit and the Cheshire Cat. Be large or be small Eating chocolates And muffins Down the rabbit hole. A carpet of wings We fly over The Caspian, The Aegean To where the Siren sings. Three headed dog is yours A gargoyle, mine. Little pets we walk Down Tartarus's corridors . Europe behind, we face South West To the land of Mayans And folk of a mystical race. We play war chief, Play in our blue tepee Flying on the backs Of eagles as they screech. You dance around My fire Gyrating in that form Bringing rain down. Purple Rider On a wind maned horse Black One on a Golden strider. Barfights and shootouts Brawls and scuffles You gained a puffy eye While I broke my stout. Seeking a view We jumped from Skyscraper to skyscraper Old and new. Jumped from hills Into rivers Spoke to the wild For time to **** Wary of the time We take flight Off the Everest We just climbed. Down and down Into a sea Coloured silver Bubbly diamonds all around. No lack of gas, You put swimming to the test Tripped on a rock A jellyfish attacks! Boom and Pow Wham, slam and A big crunch Little jellyfish said ow! Get stuck in traffic Office hours We suppose As the birds swam chaotic. We're here! Portal to reality Now exposed By now the dream was dear. Maybe now you can't see But we will, The sun rise, From the bottom of the sea. So we wait As the sea turned Silver to fire A nice first date.

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Aug 12, 2015

Aug 12, 2015 at 10:07 PM UTC

Solembum

A Nice First Date

Reality was bereft As your head, Caresses the pillow A night deft. As I hear the crickets Lagging behind, I With you on the way To dreamland with a ticket. Don the Hatter's Hat In Alice's Wonderland. As we sip tea With Rabbit and the Cheshire Cat. Be large or be small Eating chocolates And muffins Down the rabbit hole. A carpet of wings We fly over The Caspian, The Aegean To where the Siren sings. Three headed dog is yours A gargoyle, mine. Little pets we walk Down Tartarus's corridors . Europe behind, we face South West To the land of Mayans And folk of a mystical race. We play war chief, Play in our blue tepee Flying on the backs Of eagles as they screech. You dance around My fire Gyrating in that form Bringing rain down. Purple Rider On a wind maned horse Black One on a Golden strider. Barfights and shootouts Brawls and scuffles You gained a puffy eye While I broke my stout. Seeking a view We jumped from Skyscraper to skyscraper Old and new. Jumped from hills Into rivers Spoke to the wild For time to **** Wary of the time We take flight Off the Everest We just climbed. Down and down Into a sea Coloured silver Bubbly diamonds all around. No lack of gas, You put swimming to the test Tripped on a rock A jellyfish attacks! Boom and Pow Wham, slam and A big crunch Little jellyfish said ow! Get stuck in traffic Office hours We suppose As the birds swam chaotic. We're here! Portal to reality Now exposed By now the dream was dear. Maybe now you can't see But we will, The sun rise, From the bottom of the sea. So we wait As the sea turned Silver to fire A nice first date.

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He said grown men don't weep but I did last week last night as I lay on my bed in a heap bar height - i've lived a life on the sweet (bar -marmite a little bitter on the teeth (bar -barfights i guess I thrive on the street baabaa type if I'm a meat I'm a sheep ha ha at light but only weep in my sleep far far right from when I started this speech au revoir mon amie this be the end of my suite

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Jul 24, 2016

Jul 24, 2016 at 6:11 AM UTC

SamD

baa baa

He said grown men don't weep but I did last week last night as I lay on my bed in a heap bar height - i've lived a life on the sweet (bar -marmite a little bitter on the teeth (bar -barfights i guess I thrive on the street baabaa type if I'm a meat I'm a sheep ha ha at light but only weep in my sleep far far right from when I started this speech au revoir mon amie this be the end of my suite

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