The Horse Named Apache
He could brand, ride, rope and do it all.
He was one of the best cowboys around.
Yancey was what he liked to be called.
He was the best of friends to be found.
The partner of his travels was his horse,
named Apache, gained in an Indian trade.
Through all the times they had together,
the horse was worth what he had to pay.
Yancey was very much a lady’s man,
and he could laugh and show his charm.
On a Saturday night out on the town,
he’d have two women, one on each arm.
He knew always what he had to do,
even if it meant that he had to fight.
With his strong muscles and quick arm,
you wanted to avoid hit by his hard right.
He could shoot his Colt and rifle as well,
and the targets he aimed, he rarely did miss.
He had to have a good reason to shoot,
Violence in general, Yancey’d dismissed.
He played as hard as he worked, and
he liked to have his fill of drink.
Beer was okay, but liked whiskey best.
He sometimes lost his sense to think.
On one particular evening at The
Rusty Spur, Yancey got really drunk.
He reached his limit on his tab, and
he left, smelling bad as a skunk.
Then he walked around to his horse,
And I can’t repeat what words he said.
The tone made Apache get angry, and
he kicked Yancey square in the head.
People rushed to Yancey lying in the street,
With red hands covering his injured face.
They quickly moved the horse to the livery,
Away from what happened at the place.
Well, Yancey was at first knocked out,
and then he ended up, stiff and dead.
They said in the paper it was an accident,
but there’s more between the lines read.
The moral of this tale is to explain that
to a cowboy, a horse is more than a friend.
The critter can get you out of trouble, and
get to where you need to go, in the end.
Did you know that Elias Tobias has published two books, and one is an anthology of 145 poems, and the other a short story murder mystery? For complete information about these books and how to purchase them, click here..
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