Their dream of being cowboys
went deep into the night
until they fell asleep
in a fantasy world.
"Look at my horse, brother,
I'll call him Silver."
"That's okay, deputy,
I'll take Trigger."
"We'll need some guns, you know,
maybe with pearl handles?"
"And don't forget the rifle,
one with a lever handle."
Riding high on the prairie
resting high on a cliff
looking down in the canyon
at rustlers they had surrounded.
Let's get going now
head 'em off at the pass;
"get up boys,
it's time for breakfast."
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