Cowpokes & Poets Hat

Ol' cowboy Ed wasn't never the most colorful fella on the cattle drive. Matter of fact, he was downright creepy around the campfire. Always scribblin' somethin' peculiar. We buried him just north of Wichita after a bout with dysentery. If we learned anything practical from ol' Ed before he departed, I couldn't say. But by golly I miss that weirdo.