He mounted the bus instead of his horse, his hat was so white that it shined; boots and belt and fancy bag too, leather so new,fancy and brite, no cell phone in site, he had a square pocket for squares he kept there and a pen with which to write :? his vows of life. He carried no six gun and he must have a wife although no hair was out of its place he was shine shine shine from the sixes to the nines his water was nearly ice. Sunglasses hid his eyes from me but i could tell he saw me because of his smile ? Old Stone Face the Urban Cowboy.
