Rumors
Crazygoose heard the rumors
she lost all her humor.
Her face went beetroot red
out the saloon she sped.
"Moose come here, don't lag."
the vodka bottle,
was stuffed in the saddlebag.
Moose's eye did question her
"To stop rumors, I couldn't gift the liqueur,
but if the lemonade drinking recurs,
more rumors will occur."
"I blame it on Lean
I told her to sit in between.
Better focus on the task at hand.
To catch 'em varmints before they cut across the land."
Crazygoose shook her head
walked off with Moose
to catch the robbers in the red.
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Busted Gulch vol 1
AdventureCome to Busted Gulch and meet the unique characters there. A @lyttlejoe creation. An Old West story (kinda) in Poetry and Prose. A unique story that not only is a fun read but continues in the comments by the writers themselves. Come check out the...
