THE COWBOY DJANGO

 

At stone’s throw

Like marbles hitting at quaint house dominoes

Was a quite hamlet

In the rustic countryside

Lived Django the Casanova cowboy

A courtin’ a missus

As blue as blueberry pie

Bright as bluebells!

Named blue eyed Darling Carol

In her frilly white dress and sky blue patchwork coat

Prinked Django the Casanova cowboy to the tee

A Cowboy hat, boots, chaps

Jeans, gloves, bandana, jacket and lasso

Of course a pistol in holster at his hip tied to his belt

To protect from evil doers and foes

Solemnly vowed to blue eyed Carol

 Never to leave her till she died

Married her under the twinkle of stars

With only his favourite horse Violet Shy and

Church priest Father David by his side

 

She never left his side

Every dark thunderous rainy night

Through sweltering summer seasons

Or cold frigid winter time

Would she ride along with Django

The Casanova cowboy

Every pretty girl’s dream come true

Like a fantasy out of a Tarzan cowboy comic book

He rode her by the desert cactuses

With sharp thorns and thistles growing by and by

Even jack desert rabbits and camouflage that chameleons

Sported couldn’t deny

True love he felt for his flaming mistress wife

By the ebbing of moonlit nights

He courted her like the waning of candles burning bright

 

What’s more the hardworking cowboy Casanova Django

Worked with his wife

Through the busy farmlands

Anything he lassoed with great finesse

The country enthralled

Even a cow, moon, calf or horses by dozens

Whilst gallivanting with her astride upon his

Favourite horse, saddle, bridle, ropes and spurs

Jangling its reigns with refreshing hope

The next day had begun

The cows in the barns

Pigs in the pens

Horses in the stable

He cherished his work

With his sweet valentine Carol

As sweet as blueberry pie

Bright as bluebells!

 

Hard work and toil

Seemed to never end

The rough life of the poor cowboy Casanova gentleman

Yet floored his lady love

With honeyed sour cream tarts

Blueberry doughnuts and pies

Even hot cross buns and ice cream sundaes

With meagre wages he earned from his landlord

Paid off the dues to feed his favourite horse Violet shy

Sugar cubes, hay and barley

He cherished full of love sometimes

Only his heart showed through his sleeves

What he felt for his two loves

Wife and horse

He slogged his hard earned loaves

Taking up the gauntlet as breadwinner solely would

Whilst he sauntered by

As the marbles hit the houses

By the sunlight

Like dominoes one by one

He loved life at the barn

With animals and trees

Lovingly filling his heartache

With rose blossoms and pride!

 

Alas! Woe Begone! One day

Carol had a hole in her heart

The doctors Mr Albrass Shoefly

Declared it wasn’t because of a gunshot

But matters beyond one’s grasp

That she had a deep hole in her blessed heart

The only cure would not be medicine

He firmly resolved was to lay his gun down

And hat doff

When one day she died!

I guess they called a broken heart

Because of the hole inside

He grieved beyond measure

By the cemetery side

When he told Father David

About the mysterious box

That Django Casanova Cowboy

Carried with him with his horse Violet shy

Every day wherever he would go till he died

 

He never buried his sweet love in the sod

O’ Good Heavens!

‘Twas sweet Carol blueberry pie

As bright as bluebells

Everywhere he went silently trundling

Along in a mysterious coffin

By Violet Shy his horses side

One day he turned old and feeble

As well his sick horse Violet Shy

And before his heart could turn off the Fawcett of Life

He grinned and took his ropes out

Of the horses side

Then fixed the mysterious coffin upon the ropes

Well fitted and knotted in double twists and turns

He lassoed it right to the heavens

Tother side the valuable casket hung from a precious star

Whilst in a shallow grave with a cross

He put his head fast to sleep

And gave up his spirit

Only the mysterious casket that hooked from the star

Revealed the cross and the ghostly angel

Who released the fairy Sweet blue eyed Carol

Now alighting from the starry stairway

From the skies she came to take him away

Her darling Django Casanova husband cowboy

To where he had lassoed her in the skies

And extended to him a hand

To climb with her again

 

Django the cowboy Casanova

Was happy once more

His skeleton lit up with a smile

From ear to ear of his weary skeleton bones

As he cackled in the vineyard cemetery

R.I.P at last

With Violet shy his horse

And precious wife Sweet blue eyed Carol!

Father David and Doctor Albrass Shoefly

Waved a holy holy Goodbye!