Quatrain of That Steer
That Steer - not good
Yes, I lost my pants when
I chased that steer
from the outer
lands,
My shirt became dusty
and moist as my legs
turned hot and
wary.
And as I corralled the
roaming beast, I saw
in it's eyes the
desperation,
God help me, I turned the
steer out while I was
wearing no pants,
and until I find
the animal,
he's on
probation.
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