Cowgirl Boots

Went to Wyoming – my 3rd birthday,

relatives were there so a fine payday.

Dressed for the part including my feet,

in the Old Wild West that’s just how they greet.

My dress was so pretty – my hair in pig tails,

just needed my horse and some old lonesome trails.

Had cake and ice cream – it’s the same in all places,

with presents around and icing on faces.

But don’t get me mad on my own special day,

there’s one way to do it – I just have to say.

What grips me the most – right down to my roots,

if you call them Cowboy ‘stead of tough Cowgirl Boots.

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