There was a young dude from the City Whose wife was exceedingly Pretty On a train they went West For land like the rest But they bought all the land that was gritty But the dude wasn't looking for dirt And his wife with the cowpokes did flirt So the dude blew his cool And became quite a fool And the fight he was in sure did hurt! Now the dude didn't want to grow old Without a wife who had left him I'm told So a new plan he tried, He got a mail order bride. Now his bed will no longer be cold. Now the dude was out plowing the ground when he stopped to see what he found In his hand he did hold Big nuggets of gold. So his riches were now quite profound! Now the dude from out of the west And his wife who is beautifly dressed Went back to the east To a party and feast And a life that was exceedingly blessed! And that first wife who left him so soon Just cries and stares at the moon Cause she missed out on wealth And will die of ill health As a bar girl in a western saloon! |
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