Kendra Tyler

Rookie - 0 Points (04/01/1976 / portland, oregon)

In Control - Poem by Kendra Tyler

The saddle horn came up
Punching me in the gut
The back of my neck
Bounced off his butt

My left stirrup came `round
And smacked in my knee
Blood rushed to my head
I could no longer see

We smashed into the fence
Ripping my leg and my jeans
The bronc was wearin' down
I was coming apart at the seams

All at once he just quit
And put his head down to blow
I looked at the boys an' announced
I `bout near Lost Control...

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 29, 2012



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