Stephen
Robert Claire
Dirty, messed-up trouser
pair;
His name was Stephen
Robert Claire.
With dark brown, wavy
hair,
He had an old chestnut
mustang mare.
Stephen Robert Claire did
ride
On the back, near
mustang's hide.
Stern-faced,
English-capped, always tried,
And told the truth till
the day he died.
He was the fastest rider
nearby,
He rode in the lowlands
and the high.
Stephen Robert Claire rode
without a lie;
Well-dressed but never
wore a tie.
Across the fields, he
brought the cattle;
He never lost in the
cow-horse battle:
Watch chain did jingle,
and spurs did rattle.
This was Stephen Robert
Claire in his Saddle.
~Elisabeth~
Wow, yourself
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