(dodgy Dave Tale) He Plays Cowboys And Indians Poem by JoAnn McGrath

(Dodgy Dave Tale)
He Plays Cowboys And Indians

Many of you know Dodgy Dave my Big Bruv
AKA David Harris the friend that I love
I have many tales that he gives to me
All very funny and true from he

You see he plays cowboys and indians on the weekends
A British reenactment with a cowboys town full of friends
They built Deadwood town by themselves
Every little board even the shelves

They all dress up in their cowboy and indian attire
Some even when they retire
At night when they go to bed
They wear those silly hats to bed
(This maybe the only adlib)

David's the Vicar in this town
He makes the bad guys all frown
He carries a Bible and a gun too
And says...
'Say Your Prayers' when he's pointing at you

Not to mention he gives real sermons Sunday morn
Where some souls maybe reborn
Fire and brimstone then pass the plate
The money they raise becomes a donate

This tale is all true
And as a friend I wish I could play too
Then our friendship would go on and on
Just like Butch and Sundance...
Will ride on till dawn


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