I’ve got new shoes on my ponies,

Cleaned and oiled my chaps and saddle,

Ready for another season,

On the mountain chasing cattle.

The cold spring delayed our turn out,

 The grass is three weeks late,

The stack yards are all empty,

Now it’s time to crack the gate.

I hope them global warming guys,

Will leave the heat turned on,

So when the cows and me

 Get to summer range,

The snow will all be gone!

Mike Puhallo

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