Got ‘bout all I need now for our Banquet night.
Stood all day on the corner down by the redlight,
As I held up my cup,
Drivers soon filled it up.
So will see you all at the Los Vaqueros site.
Now, that Mexican dinner buffet aroma
Will extend All the way up to Oklahoma;
You won’t need a map
To find where it’s at,
Just trust your nose to find the stockyard’s cantina!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem