Three Silver Screen Cowboys (Fun Poem 24)

D David Harris David Harris
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The Lone Ranger with a hearty cry, from within a cloud of dust, you can hear him say “Hi Ho, woe, woe, woe Silver, as he hangs onto Silver’s tail. He is hanging there because he called Silver a naughty word. Silver did not like it one little bit. Now he’s off down the canyon, in a cloud of dust and boots alight, trying to get Silver to slow down, so he can apologise to him. I do not suspect you have ever heard of a guy they called Sunset Carson. One day he rode off with a gal into the sunset, and was never seen again. That is probably why you have never heard of him. There used to be a cowboy who rode the silver screen. He was one of the good guys at that and his name was “Hoot” Gibson. Now did you ever wonder How “Hoot” ever got the name? He jumped on a horse one day while making a film, and he hit the saddle horn. You could hear him for miles, shouting, “Hoot! Hoot! Hoot! ” That is how “Hoot” Gibson was born.

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