Once upon a time
A curly headed toddler
Dressed in denim
Felt cowboy hat
Bobbing atop her head
Rode a little plastic pony
As hard as it’s bouncy springs
Would allow
As she galloped with an
Imaginary posse
In search of the bad guys
Pop-cap six shooters
Strapped to her hips
Occasionally peppering the air
With snaps and pops
The smell of sulphur
Wafted through the air
As warning shots were fired
E.A. Fussell
08.16.2023
E. A. Fussell 