Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Expired Cowboy

Them buzzards been circlin' fer days,
Sure wish they'd be on their way.
Been lyin' here gazin' up,
Just wonderin' who's their sup?
Tried tossin' up some rocks,
But my arms they must be locked.
Tried screamin' and a yellin',
But my voice it must be failin'.
Tried to just git up and scoot,
But my legs ain't worth a toot.
My toes are numb, my ears don't work,
My mouth is dry but nothin' hurts.
So why are these buzzards circlin' my head?
Oh wait just a sec, that's right - I'm dead!