Cowgirl’s Warning

This is a desperately hack, totally miserable version of the famous “grande lady” poem about wearing red and purple!

“Cowgirl’s Warning”
by TJ Wierenga

When I am an old cowgirl, I shall wear purple chambray
with a red Stetson with a pink bow, that doesn’t suit me.
I shall spend my pension on headstalls and riding gloves
and new cowboy boots and say we’ve no money for butter.
I shall sit at the trot when I am tired
and gobble up refreshments at the endurance races
And ride my horse among public parks
And make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall go ride my horses in the rain
and make tracks through other people’s pastures
And learn to dip.

You can wear bright colored shirts and grow a beer belly
and eat three pounds of BBQ at a go
Or only beer and pickles for a week
And hoard pens and gimme caps and ammo in boxes.

But now we must have rain dusters that keep us dry
And pay our horse’s board and not swear when he misbehaves
And set a good example for the kiddos.
We must have friends for a cook-out and read the Horse Gazette.

But maybe I ought to practice a little now?
So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised
When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple chambray.


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