THE SIDE KICK

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
THIS IS A LITTLE DIFFERENT, BUT A LITTLE HUMOR ALLSO.

Submitted: February 07, 2007

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Submitted: February 07, 2007

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The Side Kick



They found him in the weeds, in a roadside ditch.


One scratched his head, Said, “Ain’t life a bitch?”


“Why do you reckon, he done him in?


For years and years, they been more than friends.”


Another spat his chaw, upon the thirsty, dirt road.


Said, “It’s hard to figger, for the trails they rode.


Reckoned those two, would be friends to the end.


Never knew them, to have fences to mend.”


“It wasn’t for his horse, the paint’s over there.


It wasn’t for money, he’s got plenty to share.


“Was it over a woman, that cost this life?


Never knew either, to have a girlfriend or wife.”


They rolled the body over, a feather played the wind.


“Look. There’s a note, I guess he wanted to send.”


“Can you read? I never learnt how.


Spent most of my life, following north bound cows.”


“Let’s see here, the writing’s fine.


It must have been hard, for he took his time.”


It says, “To whom it may concern, when you find this man.


I’ve no callous heart, please understand.


But I put two bullets, through this man’s heart.


It was hard to do, for us to part.


He saved my life, upon no end.


Since we met, I considered him a friend.


Many a cold night. We shared a tent.


But just today, I found out what,


“Kemo Sabe’” meant!!!!”


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