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Show SOONER AND THE SERPENT Well, you've heard of the League of Nations, Those as has been to school. But the name was really made famous, By the Bluff Bench Livestock Pool. Now the ranch place was barely liveable. Facilities, it did lack. The old dirt roof kept blowing away From the cabin called the shack. If there was ever a deed to this homestead, There was one who knew it best. For he was the king of this regal realm. Of this there was no contest. Sooner George was the gentleman's handle. His kingdom knew no folly. His subjects were a stud horse and a dog, And a patch-faced cat named Bally. There was much to be done in the winter time. There was calvy stock to be tended. There was always the house-keeping chores to be done. There was tack and fence to be mended. Well now, Old Sooner was the top hand, But everything ran on shares. Old Bally, he punched the pack rats, And the stud kept his eye on the mares. About every two or three weekends The gang took the trail to Bluff. It was nice to have some fresh groceries, As well as that liquid stuff. Near the trail on the west of Cow Canyon, Was a cave of considerable gloom. It was rumored that men had gone in it, And there met a terrible doom. 78 Cowboy Poetry From Utah |