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Performed at the Tall Tales Show, Plummer, ID, 2003.

by Hilma (Volcano) Volk

Upon a log near a sedgy bog,
A crusty old cowpoke rested.
As he ate his lunch, he stopped mid-munch
Feeling surely his senses were tested.

For from that sog hopped a greenish frog,
Which announced in quite plain English,
"I once was fair with golden hair,
And my body would make a man tinglish.

"But an evil witch with a hideous twitch
Despised my gorgeous resplendence.
A curse was struck that put me in muck
From which there is just one ascendance.

"You would do well to break the spell
And plant this ugly green frog a kiss.
I'll be your girl and make your head twirl."
The cowboy smiled and simply did this:

He picked it up, petted it like a pup,
Then stuck the protesting frog in his pocket.
"Sir please do it, there's nothing to it;
Frog lips aren't that bad, so don't knock it."

He brought it out as it croaked with a shout,
"There's a woman inside this amphibian.
I'll be your wife and love you for life."
The cowboy drawled as he sat there a grinin',

"I'm a cowhand, I roam the land.
For a girlfriend or wife I've no use.
You'll stay in my vest as I ride through the West;
A talking frog - shucks that's neater than snoose*."

*snoose = slang for chewing tobacco
(poem not from the book)

  Selected Cowboy Poetry
by Hilma (Volcano) Volk

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by Hilma (Volcano) Volk
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