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The Hustler
Posted by LadyChapman on March 27, 2011 in M.T. Whallete, Poetry
The Hustler By M. T. Whallete (C) 2001 All Rights Reserved It was a hot, dry summer evening, When he walked into Lefty’s Place. You could tell that he was serious, By the look he had on his face. He was a little grungy looking, Lacking refinement and country charm. He may have had a [...]
The Horseman
Posted by LadyChapman on March 27, 2011 in M.T. Whallete, Poetry
The Horseman By M.T. Whallete (C) 2001 All Rights Reserved We went horseback riding the other day, But as for horses, there was just one. So my wife and I took turns, And we were having lots of fun. Suddenly the horse went into a gallop, And to my commands it would not respond. I [...]
