Tin Star

Two mean hombres

Drinkin at the ‘Dry Gulch’ bar

Looked over at a lone galoot

Who wuz wearin a tin-star

 

One hombre looked tu’ thother

A smile formin on is’face

Aiming to feet first that galoot

Out a their drinkin place

 

Turnin, with an insolent smirk

Reachin for his 44 to draw

But a flash of bright light

Wurs the last thang he ever’d saw

 

Thet uther drinkin hombre

Wearing a more pleasant smile    

Got his spurs a-janglin

Not wantin to be added to the pile

 

Barkeep poured the tin-star

An extra tall one

With one more tale of the old west

Which havin been got spun

 

 

Reviews

[Poetic Beauty]

This is an amazing tale of gunslingers having a shoot out in an old western saloon. I love the wording and the tale spin in this tale of criminals vs lawmen.

[Dave Brown]

Thanks for the visit
I enjoy the western theme
take care

[Poetic Beauty]

You are welmcome