Don Tidwell, Poetic Competition(Cowboy Style)</head><body><center><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.com/p1.gif border=0 alt=Saviodsilva></center><hr color=3C00FF size=4><br><font size=4 face=arial><b><a href=49.htm>Don Tidwell</a></b></font><br><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.net/poem/a/1.JPG border=0 alt=Poem></center><br><font size=3 face=arial><b>Poetic Competition <br>(Cowboy Style)</a></b></font></center><blockquote><blockquote><p align=left><font face=arial size=2><b>A colorful contender<br>for the Cowboy Poet crown,<br>attracted great attention<br>when he ambled into town.<br>He came across as vivid<br>with a multi-hued onslaught--<br>His cowboy hat was purple,<br>and his shirt gold polka-dot.<br>He wore a pair of yellow cuffs<br>with inserts done in plaid,<br>and boasted of a wardrobe<br>like no other poet had.<br>There was a red bandanna wrapped<br>around his scrawny neck,<br>and his moustache, combed and waxed<br>was long enough to cause a wreck.<br>His costly Tony Llamas<br>were a loud and glaring pink;<br>His wooly orange sheepskin chaps<br>would make your eyelids blink!<br>They called on him to do his thing<br>and when he took the stage,<br>his lip began to tremble,<br>then he flew into a rage !!<br>He calmed, and saidI'm sorry folks--<br>I gotta go back home;<br>It took so long to git dressed up<br>I plumb forgot my poem!!<P></p></b></font></blockquote></blockquote><hr color=0000ca size=3><center><font size=2 face=arial><b><a href=http://www.isavo.net/poem/sk4.htm>This Poem's Index Page 1</a><br><a href=http://www.yensa.net/poem/sk4.htm>This Poem's Index 2</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com/poems.htm>Poetry Website</a><br><a href=http://www.saviodsilva.com>Saviodsilva</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com>Isavo Site</a></b></font></center><SCRIPT LANGUAGE=JavaScript SRC=http://www.saviodsilva.org/r/fantasy.js></SCRIPT></body></html>