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The one that got away

They called him Plucky
He was a silly little thing
Chasing the Jennies
Left to right, right to left
Morning to night, night to morning
His stubby little tail danced and swayed
He knew this was a life of fun
Until one day the horsemen arrived
They came with whips and spurs
And they sang trail songs
And yelled loudly and frightened them all
Many burrows were captured, with the rope or chased
But he dodged them quickly
And came face to face
He balked and snorted
Stomped and brayed
And with a huff and a puff
He was gone...gone away
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Posted: Aug 2010
About this poem:
Written 2-2-01
A humorous look at a wild donkey round up
Figured with all the deep poetry I`ve put out there this week, we needed some humor

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soquiliquay: this poem is too deep to burrow into ....sorry. ;-]
Loved your sense of fun, needed that as you saypeace cheering banana
loved cowboy books, as a child, thanks for letting me dream, childish dreams again, i loved it soquili.('handshake');
Hi, soquiliquay,
Three cheers for Plucky, The one that got away to revel in his life of fun! No one should be caught unless they want to be.
rolling on the floor laughing rolling on the floor laughing rolling on the floor laughing I may have a new man in my life but I sure ain`t caught
Thanks to yous all! wave
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