TH’ REAL BULL
by Donna Penley
Th’ bull pawed th’ ground an’ spouted out steam
From nostrils red, eyes gleamin’ mean.
He’d been the King of the Pasture ‘till now --
Had had his pick of jest any ol’ cow.
But here was somethin’ he’d not seen before,
What looked like a bovine in the corral next door.
But somethin’ was not right – different somehow;
Th’ thing had a motor, but horns like a cow.
Th’ bossman rode in on his cuttin’ horse colt,
Took after th’ thing, an’it turned with a jolt.
Then it made a sound like it was changin’ gears;
A sound that was new to the ol’ bull’s ears.
Now th’ thing was a challenge – a nuisance to him;
Peered at it with eyes that anger made dim.
An’ th’ bull took a run an’ cleared th’ fence full.
To th’ rider’s surprise, he now faced th’ bull,.
Instead of the mechanical cuttin’ horse steer.
Turned th’ colt fast – said, “We’re outa here!”
But to his utter surprise, he was not Toro’s aim –
It was th’ steer – th’ mechanical thing!
Th’ ol’ bull charged it, tossed it up high;
It came down on his horns for another try.
Trampled it under foot, ripped th’ horns from it’s head.
He was certain now th’ bovine thing was dead!
To make this here story short an’ sweet,
Th’ bull fought th’ thing ‘till he fell on his seat.
An’ he felt so silly as th’ cows gathered ‘round
To look at this thing makin’ whirrin’ sounds,
As it reared up feebly, he let out a snort –an’
Th’ cuttin’ steer finally pulled up short.
An’ th’ bull wasn’t quite sure jest what he had done;
It wasn’t a battle that he’d really won.
An’ th’ cows thought him silly fer losin’ his cool,
It had not made him look like a very smart bull.
So, th’ moral of this story is perty darn clear –
Jest make sure ya know a bull from a steer!!!
Donna Penley is a Cowgirl Poet with deep Kansas roots who has been writing cowboy poetry for over twenty five years. She is a real Cowgirl and an ex-barrel racer.
Donna on wheel of fortune game show