The Wagon Rolled
CrazyGoose and stannbear helped 3Gun load the Gold
And the trio left the saloon heading for Lean
Over the rutted street the wagon rolled
They all considered the action and what it would mean
Whoever made the drugs would know
They never got where they were supposed to go
And now they would have nothing to show
Plus be really upset over the loss of dough
Lean hobbled aboard with her garden trowel
And took a ribbing from the rest
"It's not potting we're doing."
She kept her retort suppressed
Out of town they drove to find a place
A place that no one else would likely find
And dug a pit that would leave no trace
Of anything they left behind
They lit the fire and drove away
CrazyGoose had nothing to say
Her face was covered with a mask of hay
She said would filter anything blowing her way
After a while they returned to the spot
Filled in the hole with shovels they'd brought
Used Lean's trowel to hide the place
And headed back to town at a leisurely pace
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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...
