Giddyap Poems - Poems about Giddyap

...Their bridled haunt, each day may be their last; yeehaw.* The narrow way, down mountainside, and clop of shoes. The saddlebags dip left and right in gait and gnaw. The spirit wind and pouring r......

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...Assumption begot, that cumulative generations bred tiredness weariness zap ping ability to remain awake, nope even enough energy to feign opening maw mouth evincing a......

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...I’m riding your horse, no giddyap allowed, simply plunge into the deepest unknown. Your voice sets the pace, it whispers into the ears of my ride, sometimes they twitch sometimes they find water, ......

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