Titles
starting with letter "Q" - "R"
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RESPECT AND PRIDE OR JUST ANY OLE 8 SECOND RIDE
By HollyMcAnlis
(PocoBueno3)
Did you see my ride?
I stuck like glue to that bulls backside.
Thrashing, snorting, twisting mound of hide,
I managed to hang on with every kick of his stride.
Tell me, "did you see my ride?"
My heart is still pumping with the rush,
It's hard to believe that I didn't get crushed.
I really couldn't care less about my score,
cause I still impressed the "Buckle Bunnies" by galore.
I'm feeling so cool, so great, so proud,
I thought it would be funny to blurt the National Anthem out loud.
I laughed most of the way through it and forgot several lines,
the thought of disrespect unfortunately never crossed my mind.
Tell me, "did you see my ride?"
Of course we saw your ride,
Our helpless laughter we had to hide.
A score of "51" was your total tally,
don't forget your bulls name was, "Soft Lil Sally."
The judges gave you the option of a re-ride,
you turned it down intending to save your backside.
Well, you got lucky this time and picked up a third place,
so you strut around with that "cocky" look on your face.
"Oh Yes, we saw your ride."
Well, someone needs to bring you down a peg or two,
cause you're ego has definitely taken control of you.
Pride and Respect you seem to have forgotten,
you're on the wrong road and starting to turn rotten.
Admiration for your heritage should ring in your voice,
proud Americans fought and died for you freedom of choice.
So, next time you sit down on a bulls dusty hide,
conduct yourself honorably and perform with respect and pride,
cause in the end that means a whole lot more
than just any ole "8 second ride."
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RIDE ON MY LITTLE BROOMSTICK COWBOY
By: Glynnis Johnette Carpenter
(Gsr99Leia)
The sounds of galloping boots,
An upside-down broom.
Playing around for hours,
Rounding up a herd in his room.
Always chasing the bad guys,
And saving the day.
Rescuing a lady in distress,
Never stopping what he would play.
So ride on my little broom stick cowboy,
The Pecos calls you away.
A small tumble weed blowing in the wind,
Ready to save the day.
One time the banditos tried to rob the bank,
But you saved the day.
Cheers of admiration,
As you rode away.
But one day an angel sang a song,
And you went to sing it too.
So ride on my little broom stick cowboy,
I will forever miss you.
The room is now silent,
No more saving the day.
Except for some great memories,
Which I treasure in every way.
So ride on my little broom stick cowboy,
The Angels called you away.
A small tumble weed blowing on the wind,
Ready to save the day.
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RODEO
By Serena Howard
(Qtfeather)
As you climb atop the raging fire
The adrenaline rushes higher & higher
The beast bursts through the opening gate
These few seconds lay in the hands of fate
You hear nothing, but the noise is loud
"Ride'em cowboy" is cheered by the crowd
Off his back is all the bull wants from you
You hold on for you want that ribbon of blue
The buzzer sounds, riders charge to help you out
Proven to all, you're a cowboy without a doubt
Brush yourself off; toss your hat into the air
You've won the competition, I wish I was there.
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