Cow-Girl

RUBY TUESDAY

COW-GIRL

It's not often that you see 'em,

Not at our local Museum!

Ladies dressed in cowboy gear

Aren't seen very much round here!

They really live in the USA

Which is very, very far away.

I didn't strike-up a conversation,

But I bet she's just an imitation.

(I bet she's Australian, through and through

And her boyfriend's probably a Jackaroo!)

The world is, now, in such a muddle!

Once the races used to huddle

In their own corner of the earth,

Where their forebears had had their birth.

Now I bet someone's playing the didgeridoo

In some corner of Kalamazoo!

The bagpipes are certainly played a lot

In this completely un-Scottish spot.

We eat sushi, though not Japanese;

And we even feast on Devonshire teas!

Now here's a lass with her own lasso

Giving a demonstration too!

But the boy has a big smile on his face,

So she probably isn't too out of place.

*

---------------------------------------------------------------------

WHEW!

If those redoubtable Men of Harlech

Had ever taken to munching garlic

Would their horribly pungent breath

Have scared their enemies to death?

*