A look at what is currently available on eBay
Early, wild ride, will you C/C please?
No side saddle skirts or dresses for me
well fit chaps, dust covered boots
the Horse takes 'Luce' to her free
Lookin for Juice La'Salle
the Gold dig Goddess
A beauty, and one of my pals.
Maybe she's in unknown directions
North, South, Eat, or West
seekin her own deflections?
Nudged his Belly he picked up his pace
holdin his mane hootin
I enticed him into a race
This not Pilate's but exercise at least
we try to reach the Sunrise horizon
and when we get home, we both will feast.
Gettin back into character seems fair
Brownish clouds rise behind
my Stetson blows away, wind roils through my hair
Ooops. Eat was sposed to be East, but maybe Freud sneaked in there?
Juice laid down the last of her gold
with her hand on her gun;
her luck had run cold.
She wasn't playin' Hod Em this time, it's true
she was goin' all in for a child named Blue.
The girl was an orphan who'd been on the run
with no money or horse, not even a gun!
The girl'd been caught stealin' by a cad name of Frank
who was tryin to sell her to put cash in his bank.
Juice said she'd pay the ridiculous price,
but they'd better back off or she wouldn't play nice.
She put Blue on the saddle and with a loud "Kiyee"
galloped back towards home, and what did she see
but miss Lucy, lookin' like she'd been ridin' all day.
Oh, when she saw the trouble Juice brought, what would she say?