"Bugtussle"

just a country boy

"Bugtussle"

I come from this little backwoods town

on route 69 the east side of the state

I worked real hard to be a rodeo clown

but I got more than I could anticipate

Big Bad Joe was the name of this beast

everyone knew he was a real mean b*****d

loved throwing his riders then making a feast

when you finally woke up you were covered in plaster

it was my job to distract this angry creature

make faces and dance and stick out my tongue

it was my turn to be the special feature

but I wasn't so special when I took it in the bung

yeah he took his horns and shoved them deep

I was never to keen on someone getting that personal

I could feel the blood beginning to seep

four letter words flowed they were at my dispersal

I really didn't find it to be that much fun

I thought a clown was supposed to be funny

let's just say he got himself a hole-in-one

like Tiger Woods messing with the playboy bunny

so I'm leaving Bugtussle for something new

find something different maybe not quite so anal

a lawyer, a baker or maybe a smurf of blue

or maybe become a common criminal

Gomer LePoet....

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[Cherrie]

lol thats a great tale great delivery on such a lively story I wrote a bedtime story for my grandson =Chapter TWO: Cactus Slim Tames The Ghost Maker
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