Old West Justice Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Old West Justice



Coyotes howling at the moon above, country-western music playing as this realistic dream comes alive in the beauty of a desert evening.

Loving the ol-fashioned west where life was so simple and easy-going, nothing much to worry about, corruption being taken care of by hanging or shooting.

Wednesday, December 23, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: beauty,corruption,dream,moon,music
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Captain Cur 23 December 2020

Time to gather the posse. We will call it poetic justice.

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