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My City Cowboy
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My City Cowboy |
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Dolphins3 Member
since 1999-09-30
Posts 135Wisconsin 
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The man that stands beside me Tall and handsome Forever there to guide me He never leaves myside Staying well with in a stride Boots polished Shirt neatly tucked in Taking his hand and swiping his brim Winking at me with a big grin Dave you are my city cowboy From your boots to your hat No man on this earth can beat that You may not have a horse Just an old pickup truck That sometimes happens to get stuck I love you just the same Gosh this is sounding lame  PS. Dave, I love you. |
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John Yaws Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 860Texas |
You can tell Dave from me, that he is one lucky guy. I love the poem. |
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Dolphins3 Member
since 1999-09-30
Posts 135Wisconsin |
Thank you Gunslinger. I think he knows but I will tell him. |
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