The Fearsome Leader Poem by Layla Price
The Fearsome Leader
Come cows come cows
The kids yield out loud
They’re throwing the bread
Trying to hit the cows head
Now near
Yes very near to the rear
The cowboys ride
With a proud some stride
Look now they are riding harder
In the front is the fearsome leader
He rides his horse
And looks good of course,
What the Lord says he’ll obey
And then when done he’ll go of to pray.
3/21/07
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4/24/2024 9:16:04 PM # 1.0.0.1119
this is about my uncle