A cowgirl Sue, and her
Big bay horse, Blue,
Down stone roads, of course
Fe. "Let's go
Guzzle a gallon of sarsaparilla
Here at the Lone Branch Saloon," said Sue.
"I think that's a great idea," said Blue. "It's
Just what we should do." "Any one
Know Dead Eye Dick? We're
Looking for that
Mean Horse Thief," asked Sue.
Nobody moved. The poker game stopped. No
One even sighed, 'til a
Polite cowboy, who was
Quiet and shy
"Sue, we ran Dead Eye Dick out of our
Town--that's what we cowboys do, and
Unless you're looking for a fight, the
Vultures will show you
Where Dead Eyed Dick died.
X my heart, that ain't no lie. In peace
You're welcome here. The score now stands
Zip for Dead Eye Dick-- Town,plus two.
I had fun writing this abecedarian, can you try writing your own poem in this form? Have fun.