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Leroy's Cadillac Story
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Leroy's Cadillac Story |
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John Yaws Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 860Texas 
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I walked by Jack and Leroy, Out by the breakin’ pen... They wuz leanin’ watchin’ sunset As the day come to an end. Leroy wuz a thinkin’ He said, “You know somethin’, Jack? I’d rather be a puncher than to drive a Cadillac”. Now Jack just couldn’t let it lay He had to call his hand- Cause they’d been saddle partners On more than this here brand. “There’s lots a things that I don’t know And that’s a mortal fact... But this I do, and that’s that you- Ain’t drove no Cadillac”. “A lot you know”, says Leroy- “I’ll tell you...lemme see? It must of been in sixty- We met in sixty three... I was breakin’ broncs near Sheffield- You know? Fort Stockton way? I had this distant cousin From Californiay. He wuz comin’ back from Houston And stopped off at the ranch To get to meet some kinfolks As yet an unknown branch. And fine!?! by gosh! that Coup de Ville Was somethin’ to behold! Them leather seats a purty red The wire spoked wheels wuz gold! He thought I’d like to try her out- Now, you know I cain’t drive, But me turn down a chance like that? I couldn’t!!! Man alive! I wuz livin’ out Old Ninety- When it wuz two lane still- When all them truckers dropped a gear To go down Sheffield Hill. I did real good where it was straight My heart with pride wuz filled- I didn’t even see the sign That warned about the hill! A gradual left, a sharper right- And Goodness Sakes Alive!!! That Caddie went from forty To doing Ninety five! Around and down, down and around Old cousin havin’ fits- they say the wreck ain’t near as bad Dependin’ what you hits..... I leveled out a hundred per Tore up a mile of fence- Side swiped my boss just out of town He thought I’d lost my sense.. The Cadillac, the worse for wear And cousin headed west... If he had folks he hadn’t met He thought it for the best. To leave the case just as it wuz And not to meet the rest”. Now, Jack just looked at Leroy Then headed for the gate.. Said, “Time we got some shuteye- The hour’s gettin’ late”. They started in the bunkhouse- I still was in the yard... When they gripped hands, Jack said, “Goodnight, I’m glad you’re still my pard”. |
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WhtDove Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-22
Posts 9245Illinois |
LOL This is a good one! I love the tails you spin. What an enjoyment! |
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caroline Senior Member
since 1999-08-16
Posts 1218http://members.xoom.com/belladona123/index.htm |
ROTFLMAO GREAT!!! I can see that caddy now tearing up that fence! heheheh I love this!  It's not the love you fear, but the fall from the height~Edwin McCain |
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Balladeer
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Another yarn well spun, Gunslinger. |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
You should write scripts for movies and TV. The dialogue is better than anything i've seen Liz |
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Pepper Member Elite
since 1999-08-19
Posts 3079Southern Florida |
LOL...Enjoyed this much....Great tale Gunslinger  A soul that writes from the heart and shares it, truly gives a gift extraordinaire! Shannon |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Me and my little DeVille like this very much. ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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sandgrain Member Elite
since 1999-09-21
Posts 3662Sycamore, IL, USA |
Wow, you sling more than a gun! You know I mean your lines, imagination, rhythm, accent, evoking the "I'm there" feeling as it's read. Love it! |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
You either have one very interesting life, or a very active imagination.... well done again, GS... |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Another well done! Great fascinating tale! Denise |
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