Head hunter
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Twas once in the saddleA Poem by Head hunterI was sitting in the saddleThe red sun began to raisetwo hundred head of cattlepeacefully started to grazethe piercing sound of a pistol was ringing i.. |
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HorsemenA Poem by Head hunterWhen you stare death in the face, you will cry and weep to whatever God will listen. Many will say they do not fear death, That they do not worry wh.. |
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SeasonsA Poem by Head hunterThe summer sun is shining The winter wind blows The Autumn leaves are falling The spring flowers grow The years keep on passing I love you more.. |
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Early in the morningA Poem by Head hunterI'm up early in the morning Before the rising sun Chimney smoke is rolling There's much to be done The winters are unforgiving The cold bites at .. |
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