Rough Trails and Sparkling Spurs
This here's a tale spun from moonlight and saddle sores. A narrative 'bout a wrangler named Jeb, with a heart as big as the Texan plains and grit that could rival a thorny bush. He roamed these lanes on his trusty steed, a black mare named Roxy, always with a twinkle in his eye and a song on his lip