you don't
like the rodeo
but you go.
you are roped
into it.
you like the
cowgirls who
ride the bulls,
though, and
the stallions,
high up on
the horse as
they gallop
along the dirt
ring,
carrying flags.
they are all
wearing white
boots with spurs.
you like boots.
it smells though.
and there are
alot of cowboys
yelling in that
cowboy yell.
yip yip yip, etc.
everyone
is wearing a
big hat and
suspenders or
bolo ties with
black shirts.
they are chewing
something brown
and spitting
constantly.
there are clowns
who tease the bulls,
who help
the cowboys get
up when they
are thrown like
rag dolls into
the air. you
suspect that there
might be cotton
candy here, and
foot long
hot dogs. you
can't wait to
get home. you'll
never see this
girl again
because she is
one of them
and you are
incapable of
cowboying up.
Sunday, December 19, 2010
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