My New Friend Poem by Cowboy Ron Williams

He's eighty-two, what can he do, go for a girl, who's twenty-two! ! You give us all hope Cowboy Ron! !

This poem is total fiction. An old man can dream, can't he?

(cont.) In ANY case, I was goind to write this to YOU: 'Whether she's a 22 y.o. woman OR a 22 y.o. horse, ....keep her corralled [a form of 'corral'] OR stabled OR hobbled. : )

by the way, what are you doing besides not entertaining us with new poetry every week?

Good grief! I am so shocked I fell off my horse! ! ! I think she loves you because you're full of the old Harry and a ton of fun and she has her eyes on that beautiful chestnut stud--- keep that horse safely under lock and key, my friend

Are we talkin' 'bout an 'old nag' aka, in this case, a horse? Or is 'she' a real, NOT an inflatable, female human? ? If so, She IS 'after your money', and your bowling ball FOR SURE! !