Seekin' Advice (1)
Tiddly Winks unhitched his wagon
Clara and Rachael, his horses, were flaggin'
From a tirin' ride of two days and a night
News of a bakery had given him a fright
For years he had peddled his sourdough rolls
And a chewy concoction riddled with holes
Now some new woman had opened a bakery
Sellin' muffins, doughnuts and pies -
A regular cakery
He found the smithy and Unger
Playin' cards in the shop
He tried pleading his case
But they wouldn't stop.
Will Barter the drummer,
Still stayin' in town,
Wandered in with Doc Well
And they both sat down
That's a bummer,
Said the drummer
When Tiddly complained
He knew a lot about competition
We playin' cards or not,
Was Unger's demand
And the smithy agreed
Ante up if you want admission
The money went in, Unger laid down his cards
It worked out just as he planned,
He held the poker players worst superstition
Black aces and eights, a dead man's hand
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Busted Gulch Vol. 3
AdventureA continuation of your favorite western posse. Find out what the BG Gang are up to now in this new selection. A @lyttlejoe creation. An Old West story (kinda) in Poetry and Prose. A unique story that not only is a fun read but continues in the comme...
