Buffalo Country Poem by John McCornack
Buffalo Country
When I see a herd of buffalos roam wild and free
That experience always makes me jump with glee
But now I am traveling on a very warm winter day
And therefore there is no extra time for me to play
But maybe tomorrow I will have a better plan
That of keeping my digital camera in my hand
If I am still sober and the creek don’t expand
Will be looking for photo op's in this great land
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