Bill Simmons

Pony Express - Poem by Bill Simmons

He climbs up on his pony
Says, Whoa, stay still
I'm the pony express
I'm wild and my name is Bill

Lets show all these fellas
Just what all we can do
He spats that pony on it's rear
And man, the dust it flew

He runs and he runs
And he jumps a big ravine
Now that's the highest jump
I believe I've ever seen

He runs and he runs
And he turns on a dime
Wild Bill he looks down
I believe he says, That's mine!

He climbs back on his pony
Says, We now gotta go
We be the pony express
And we just can't be slow

We ride to the post office
Through rain, sleet and hail
And we will make it right on time
Cause we the US mail

He stops by the post office
He picks up all that mail
Then off away again he goes
Riding through rain, sleet and hail

He is the pony express
And he just can't be slow
He is the fastest one, you bet
And everybody knows

He stops at a front porch
Says, Pony, now stay!
I'm delivering this here mail
We did good today

He walks right on in
Says, Moma, I'm home!
Now that's the fastest stick horse
I ever did own!

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 18, 2005

Poem Edited: Friday, May 7, 2010

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