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Baptist Cowboy- have to love it😂😁😀

Baptist Cowboy- have to love it

A cowboy, who just moved to Wyoming from Texas , walks into a bar and orders three mugs of Bud. He sits in the back of the room, drinking a sip out of each one in turn. When he finishes them, he comes back to the bar and orders three more.

The bartender approaches and tells the cowboy, “You know, a mug goes flat after I draw it. It would taste better if you bought one at a time.”

The cowboy replies, “Well, you see, I have two brothers. One is in Arizona , the other is in Colorado . When we all left our home in Texas , we promised that we’d drink this way to remember the days when we drank together. So I’m drinking one beer for each of my brothers and one for myself.”

The bartender admits that this is a nice custom, and leaves it there.

The cowboy becomes a regular in the bar, and always drinks the same way.

He orders three mugs and drinks them in turn.

One day, he comes in and only orders two mugs. All the regulars take notice and fall silent. When he comes back to the bar for the second round, the bartender says, “I don’t want to intrude on your grief, but I wanted to offer my condolences on your loss.”

The cowboy looks quite puzzled for a moment, then a light dawns in his eyes and he laughs.

“Oh, no, everybody’s just fine,” he explains, “It’s just that my wife and I joined the Baptist Church and I had to quit drinking.”
“Hasn’t affected my brothers though.”


“CLOWN SALES!” a poem a.k.a.: “The KEY To Your Heart – To Riches – & – To Prostate Relief!” December 20, 2018 (Thursday)

Women got the purse strings; men are just rag dolls!

Sell the women what they want! They-don’t-much play with balls!!

There’s just ONE THING – that they want;

Men want: t – – – – es, and men-want-(her)-c,

But women, the-QUEENS – around-their-homes,

They-want-FEATHER-DUSTERS – and-they-want fancy combs;

They wanna keep – the dust real low,

And TO-TITILLATE – their-hubbies always – so,

They-can-go-to-coffee-shops – and gab an awful lot,

With other gals (THEY-LIKE-THINGS-CLEAN) &-to-smoke-a-little-pot!

So, here’s-my-idea; a clown-like-me-should-know:

We’ll open “special shops,” we will – where gr-ir-els can go,

For coffee – and – pot – and-some-real-good-“hooch,”

And sit-around-every-day, with their little pooch,

And compare-the-combs – that’re-in-their-hair,

And, also-compare-(their)-feather-dusters-everywhere,

That-got-mostly white – and-silver handles,

With-just-a-few-black-ones, for-girls with “sandals!”

We’ll make – a zillion dollars, I think we really will!


IF-their-lady’ll-take-a-duster – and stick it up their bum,

To-massage that prostate, baby, until you nearly cum!

I’m tellin’ you, I AM – This-life-o-of a clown,

Is THE-LIFE-O’-RILEY,* the best thing here in town!

Feather Dusters! Feather Dusters, are (just) all right with me;

FEATHER DUSTERS! If-you-wanna-be-rich, they’ll always hold the key!!

fin <3😁😀

IT’S JUST A DAY – LIKE-ANY-OTHER-DAY, You ask: “How was it?”  (and-I’m-likely-to-say:) “It was just PLAIN WONDERFUL, how else could-it-be?”😁🌞

“A QUESTION ABOUT THE DAY’S DIRECTION!” a poem Wednesday: 12/12/2018 – “Karaoke Wednesday” at The Railroad Blues in Alpine, Texas, U. S. A.


You ask: “How was it?” (and-I’m-likely-to-say:)

“It was just PLAIN WONDERFUL, how else could-it-be?”

“And – What does THAT mean?” you’re asking me.

Well, it simply means: most-o’-the-folks-I-met,

Today-were-kinda-happy; yes-you-can-fairly-bet,

That I’ve no better gauge, with-which-to-answer-your-query,

Because each day, for me, is really kinda blurry!

I get OUT THERE – and I meet the folks I know,

And I meet some new acquaintances, and I talk with them just so,

And I try to insure – to make ’em laugh, just a little,

To make ’em feel relaxed, and maybe play my cello fiddle,

And MAYBE – sing a love song that will warm their Hearts a bit,

Or – read a piece of poetry, one that might just fit,

Into their precious SCHEME OF THINGS, to smooth a dreary day,

And-I-sometimes have some origami – a gift for them, I pray:

That I might-just warm their Hearts – for to warm them, then I DO,

Also warm my little soul; we’re ALL just passing through,

And hopefully-no-one’ll-shoot-me – or yell at me TOO loud,

And IF-I-can-touch-a-soul-or-two, I feel mighty proud,

BUT! I don’t-almost-always-succeed -to help folks on their way,

But-I-try – sometimes – to-insure-a-bit, that-I-might-“improve(?!)”-their-day,

To the point – that-when-they’re-safely-HOME, and someone asks THE QUESTION,

That they MIGHT say: “The day was good!”


fin ❤

Can’t lose The Control, ’cause you are too “cock-sure?”

“A SEQUENCE OF FREQUENCE!” a poem Sunday: December 9, 2018

CAUSE-and-EFFECT? Well – Yes AND No!
Is-IT-a-“crap shoot?” Oh, YES! – (and)-“a-little”-can-go –
A-Real long way –
It can carry the day –
And, then, lose you tomorrow,

Is life so intense? Well, IF SO, we can-mention:
About-what-gives-rise – to the intense dimension:

Yes, it’s just-one-sequential-step,
To-lose-intense, just be “hep,”
And RELAX-around-life – you-need-NOT-take (a) poll,
To lose your intense, just LOSE-THE-CONTROL!

Can’t lose The Control, ’cause you are too “cock-sure?”
I remind ALL again – a-sad(?)-reminder (?) – from SIR:
“We’re-all-just-addicted, to Strength, Faith & Law,
And – when-weak-unsure chaos – lifts-up ITS paw,
We shudder – and cry out – into The Night!”
(Drama[tic]-Queens – can-not – look-in-The-Light!)

Certain – and Clever – and-ready-to-control,
And – AIMING AT TARGETS (we-imagine) ARE “THE GOAL!”

Life is a Mystery – LIVING – BIZARRE,
“Love”-has-a-history – of going too far,
Just-pet-your-doggie! He’ll Find His Own Bone! 🙂 – Woof!

fin ❤

fin ❤
* – from “The Raven” by Edgar Allan Poe

“From One Alien Observer To Another: I THINK PRIMATE MALES ARE DISGUSTING!”

“From One Alien Observer To Another: I THINK PRIMATE MALES ARE DISGUSTING!” a poem Friday: December 7, 2018

She so s – – y; you-can-take-Mr.-Rexy –

And fly him – there (pause)


‘Cause, she-know(s)-I-crazy,

And I often lazy,

BUTT – She-got-me;

‘Cause I(’m) (a) baboon!

fin ❤


Subject: Drinking & Driving

Subject: Drinking & Driving

I would like to share a personal experience with my friends about drinking and driving.

This might save you the cost and embarrassment of being arrested for DUI.

As you know, people have been known to have unexpected brushes with the authorities from time to time,
often on the way home after a “social session” with family or friends.
Well, this year, it happened to me.

I was out for the evening to a party and had more than several margaritas coupled with a bottle of rather nice
red wine.
It was held at a great Mexican restaurant.

Although relaxed, I still had the common sense to know I was slightly over the limit.

That’s when I did something I’ve never done before…I took a taxi home.

On the way home there was a police roadblock, but since it was a taxi they waved it past and I arrived home
safely without incident.
These roadblocks can be anywhere and I realized how lucky I was to have chosen to take a taxi.

The real surprise to me was I had never driven a taxi before.

I don’t know where I got it, and now that it’s in my garage I don’t know what to do with it.

If you want to borrow it, give me a call.

Texas Cowboy

“GOODNESS – WHAT I BELIEVE!” a poem a.k.a.: “Just Don’t Eat So Much Chocolate (Pudding) That You Get Too Sick, OK?!” 11/30/18 – Friday!

I BELIEVE – in the bitter/sweet feelings – that “infect” us all;

Frail, fragile things we be – standing-behind-a-wall,

Of flesh and hope and desire, trying to break free,


Our feelings? ARE ETERNAL! and we try to strategize,

To hold to those sweet things we have – and cover-up-with-lies,

The bitter, painful feelings – that-we-banish EVERY DAY!

We say: “Be gone, you vile fiends!” – and THEY are apt to say:

“But, Friend(s)! You know, without us (pause) you can-not appreciate,

Those things you THINK are sweet and good, with-which-you-saturate,

Yourselves-with! Come-on! Dance, YOUR DANCE, with ALL your feelings, for –

We’re-all-COMRADES – in this life, but LABELS have before,

Excluded us – from-THE-REINDEER-GAME!

Come-on-now – please-let-us-explain:

That GRIEF is shunned, SO – call it LONGING (pause) for-less-heaviness,

And ANGER’s-just:-INDIGNATION, responding to This Mess,

Which is: DIVERSE ROUGH-HOUSING! Doesn’t-that-sound-grand?

For-the (7)-DEADLY-SINS – are-each-a-misunderstood, last-ish stand:

ENVY’s also LONGING, to have the best in life;

GLUTTONY is LOVE – of the cooking – by your (loving) wife;

GREED’s-also LOVE to-have-and-hold, all-the-blessings in This World;

And LUST (my favorite!) – is playing-a-lot with-my-Sweetie, close & curled!

PRIDE is having REVERENCE, for all you say and do,

And SLOTH – is sleeping-in-sometimes – especially-when-you’re-”blue!”



Then FOOLISH people can-be-called: CARE-FREE,

And PORNO’s – just – plain DICEY! 🙂 – Kisses!

fin ❤

Texas Cowboy

“IT’S YOURS!” a poem Thursday: 11/29/2018

“Here! You-take-IT – ‘cause – I-don’t-really want it,

This fine piece (pause) of – dark-tasty-Ghirardelli-Choc’-it!”

“I DON’T WANT-IT!” (pause) is the saddest expression!

Just-ask any-soul (pause) in a therapy session!

What does it really mean? What DOES “IT’S YOURS!” really-mean,

When IT’s a yummy treat – like a chocolate square – or a jelly-bean?

It means: “IT’s too good for you-you-are not worth that prize,”

For to receive such a precious thing – you MUST be BETTER, I surmise!

Well, who-was-it – that-put – that-notion-into-your-little-beaner?


What-about a scrumptious wiener,

On a roasted bun, dripping – with, OH! lots-of-sauce,

And – a cool, soda-foundation drink!!! Here! Lemme toss,

This delicacy – to you – because-you’re WORTHY, and, when you catch your REWARD,

Please-jam-it-in-your-mouth! (pause) and You’ll KNOW you’re The Lord,

And – that you deserve THE BEST, regardless of how others might-a treated you long ago –



I just-wanted-you-to-know! 🙂 – Yea!

fin ❤

Texas Cowboy

“DAMAGED!” a poem November 17, 2018 – Saturday!

Everyone’s hurt!

Everyone’s afraid!

Everyone’s lonely –

We’ve all been made!

No, no – not made like that

We’ve just BEEN FOOLED – I smell a rat:

I SENSE – that something’s watching me –

And laughing! quite maliciously!

But, WAIT! It’s me! I’m just a watchin’!

My next move! and – “Am I botchin’

Another thing? That-I-seem-to-try?

Yea! I’m afraid – and wonder WHY,

I’m writing poems – or even breathing –

I am stone cold – and, yet, I’m seething,

With fond emotion – and lust and pride!

I AM just human – trying-to-hide!

I AM DIVINE – and all inclusive;

And YET – I’m human – and so elusive!

Yes, I am hurt – and so afraid –

And I SENSE I’m lonely –

Will I fade?


Texas cowboy


And y’all kiss and make up – and all decide whether,

You need more provisions – or – a good book or two,

All that you’ll need – and – all that you’ll do!!

To-continue your-imaginary journey-to- “X,”

A bogus-destination – where there’s INFINITE SEX!!

AND – All together you go – all The Monsters and such,

Down-the-path-to-THE-NEXT-TURN – and you-know the “treat’s DUTCH!”

And y’all-imagine, as you-negotiate each turn in the road,

That it’ll NEVER END – that-there’ll-always-be-ONE-MORE-NODE,

But – in an imaginary distance – in Time, Space & Patience,

You arrive at a turn, which is just labeled: “SATIENCE!”

And-a-right-THERE – (there-are)-no-more-monsters-or-turns,


As another fine piece of ITs PUZZLE – comes HOME,

And less-&-less-of-The-Universe – is out THERE – to roam,

AND – you-might-imagine: (some-day) WHEN ALL THE SHARDS MAKE “IT” WHOLE,


fin ❤

* – L. O. L.

** – What we sometimes call “souls!”

Dinner Troubles :

Dinner Troubles .
A man and a woman are having an intimate dinner in a restaurant when their waitress, standing a few tables away, watches as the man quietly slides all the way down his chair and out of sight. The woman across from him seems to not notice.The waitress comes over and says, “Excuse me, Ma’am, but I think your husband just slid under the table.”
The woman says, “No he didn’t, he just walked in the door.”


Mystic Poet💙

“LOVE, THE STEADFAST BRANCH!” a poem, “Love Is A Many Splendored Thing!” [November 23rd on Freya’s Day: (1) a song + (2) a poem]


TRU-u-u-u-u-ST! Is a many splendored thing –

He-wants-TRUST; she-wants-TRUST &-this-trust, I-am-sure – it will sure-ly bring,

A-fine se-en-se (pause) of (pause) de-pen-den- SEE,

To make your eyes – grow DIM!

OH! Trust! Trust! Don-Trump! – Let’s-trust – i-i-n – him!?!?!

TRUST! What the T-V – – sets – will-say,

For they LOVE – that – concept-of-TRUST – they-ey-LOVE IT, the-live-long day –

Yes, THEY TRUST for you – to buy the things,

That many ads por-tray!

As (VERY) nee-ee-ded! Let’s – trust (pause) oh, trust – a-a-away!

TRUST! – that-the-needs-of o-others – are,

More impor-tant than your personal-ones! Yes, mu-u-uch more, by far?!

Trust that you have not – enough good sense – to make a decent choice!!

So tru-u- ust – another! with – – – yo-our – “voice!!”


“JOURNEY TO TRUST!” a poem a.k.a.: “The 1st Commandment!”

“I trust you – too – oo – always (pause) TRUST – ALWAYS! trust! in me-e-e –

I can care – and share – and take you (pause) where – you -ou -AUGHT-to be;

Let your mind – just wander off – & sleep! with-this – LIL – Y!*

&-please-do TRUST, THAT-you-are-in (pause) the-BESTest? – – CoM – pAnY!”

The only trust – that YOU should trust, is trusting – yes, IN YOU!

Any other form of trust – is-a-journey you-shouldn’t-do!

Just KNOW – that “YOUR BEST INTEREST,” is something YOU must gauge;

So don’t-allow – some-other-”bloke” to turn YOUR “book’s” next page!

You’re THE BOOK – AND-The-best-page-turner;

YOU-must stay-OFF! of- that “back-burner!”

Or-you’ll-get-overlooked! – AND – You’ll-also (oft’) get burned!

TRUST in YOU – It’s what I’ve learned:


And-although-OTHERS’-”place” may be quite large,


But – YOU’VE-GOT – THE-FINAL – ”SENIORITY!” 🙂 – kapeesh?

fin ❤

* -The LILY is the flower most commonly associated with funeral services!!!

Texas Cowboy

“HOME!” a poem {It rhymes!!} November 17, 2018 – Saturday

With a TOUCH of Faith, there’s no more fear –

With a DASH of Hope – we are so clear –

And a SPLASH of Grace, takes us from the place,

Of concern-and-worry – So, there’s no more “flurry,”

Nor angst – so,




“We’re-HOME-FREE, Dear!”

fin ❤

Texas Cowboy

“OUR NUT HOUSE!” a poem November 10, 2018 – Saturday!

God bless this Nut House, and the-Chief-Nut’s me;

God bless this Nut House – and our dis har – mony!

God bless this Nut House – It’s filled with fun and hugs;

God bless this Nut House: What a bunch (pause) o’-THUGS!

No place I’d rather be; no place I would prefer,

Hanging at The Nut House, me and Raymond Burr,*

Trump AND Bill – and Pelosi** too! It’s a bloody menage-a-trois:

Whooping-it-up at The-White-House – (pause) – Ha! – Ha! – Ha!

Will Smith and Kermit*** – are s – – – – in’ in the loft;

I never knew that they were gay! My gosh, my Lover’s soft!

Her legs are wide, and I’m inside, and

Poof! I disappear,

And, suddenly, I’m at The Blues,**** sipping on a beer,

And singing karaoke! And-shuffle-board-at-Ole;*****

I’m independently wealthy (?) – so I guess they’ll make me pay,

For the other nuts – and berries, for Yogi Bear****** must feed!

Boo Boo Bear****** is happy, and Fozzie’s******in the lead,

And Darren Hayes and Darrell Hannah – are DARing-to-be-on-the-couch!

Wait a “sec;” I’m SURE he’s******* gay! I’m STRUCK, and I go: “Ouch!”

My lover gal’s behind me: “Stop oogling at Darrell’s chest;

I need you NOW! A special mantra – will bring out all the best!”

And Vance and Brian are chairing – The A. A. Group – to Hell,

For Jesus Christ is waiting there, and Satan will NOT tell,

That his nickname’s “Giggles;” his cabin’s on The Hill,

And Eve-&-Ellen have coffee brewing! “Behave, you guys!” until,

The WHOLE PLACE’s misbehaving – and my folks are getting wild!

My little sister – and her beau – are-singing: “Mercy mild!”

Bless this Nut House, with Facebook too: that computer-generated ruse,

‘Cause, when-you-be-stuck-in-The-Nut-House, Honey – Destiny can not lose,

And Hailey’s Comet – is coming – in just about a minute!

Plus, Nancy-&-Judith-&-and-Fawn are here, and Corey’s REALLY in-it,

And when-Jasmine-&-Reggie-meet-Ruben-&-Javi[er] sparks are gonna fly!

Crystal’s a gale – and-I-have-no-pail – to-gather-nuts-but I’l try! 🙂 – Whew!

fin ❤

    • actor, famous for playing tough guys, like TV defense lawyer Perry Mason!

** – Nancy Pelosi, net worth: $25 – $30 million!

*** – actor, famous for playing a tough frog, travelling as a minstrel, in search of love with a pig!

**** – The Railroad Blues, a nightclub in Alpine, Texas, U. S. A.

***** – Ole Crystal Bar, a nightclub also in Alpine!

****** – famous cartoon/animated/puppet bears!

******* – previously the lead singer for the rock group “Savage Garden!”