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Jeffery James was a rodeo man,

he wore a black felt western hat

When he was leaving out of Amarillo,

he rested his head against a greyhound glass window,

using his hat as a pillow

As he started drifting to dream, he heard a scream

“Look ma, is that a real cowboy?”, that shout gave him a start

that about stopped his heart, it had come from a wild eyed boy

His mama said “child, you quiet down now”

but Jeff couldn’t help but smile,

he told the boy about all his adventures

They got to talking for a good long while

By:J.N.R Dutton

A Dream That Won’t Fade

John had always dreamed of Broadway,

and a life upon the stage

but life took some twists & turns

that he did not anticipate

Now he’s a banker down in Georgia,

some would say he’s got it made

Still, he thinks back, as he’s approaching middle age

He’s wondering if he should try one more time

to pursue that dream that just won’t fade

By:J.N.R Dutton

And The Rest Is History

Down in Lake Charles, Louisiana 

Lives Eddy & his sweet Susanna

He originally came from Alabama

& she was raised in Texarkana

They met on a Greyhound bus in 2003

He was originally headed for Georgia,

her to Tennessee

They sat down together, talked for what seemed like forever

They found they were birds of a feather, & the rest is history

By: J.N.R Dutton