THE BEST BUCKING EVER

While traveling out west
for some reason, I pulled
off the state road to wet
my whistle at a cowboy bar.
There were only a few imbibers
sitting at tables and one lady
was occupying one of the six
worn bar stools.
I took a stool beside her,
we both nodded with a hello;
soon as the bourbon shots
started to loosen our tongues;
we drifted into sexual discourse;
she asked me if I had ever been
bucked by a cowgirl? Taken back,
I replied, No. Would you like
to be bucked by a wild and
untamed cowgirl?
YES!
Later I knew what she was
promising was true.
As I slipped into her tight
and wet saddle she bucked
me into a new world, a world
I will never forget. It was the
best BUCKING ever....
As I drive I'm still looking
out for cowboy bars.