Posse Up! #2
by Preacher B. Quick and Kitty Kitty Bang Bang

Chilly, foggy, frosty and crisp,

Cowpokes gathered with guns in fists.

Tall Drink leads off and dings ‘em all,

Whiskey Creek wows us shootin’ outlaw.

Tenn Critr sweeps the jail clean

While Marshall Too Sweet makes targets ring.

Lick Creek’s like lightning through smoky haze

And Bitteroot’s loads leave us all in a daze.

Kitty’s ADs — Are they misses or hits?

Iron Maiden’s new style gives us all fits.

There’s Triple B breezin’ through each stage

But Just Little Joe is showin’ his age.

Preacher B. Quick isn’t as good as his name

And poor ol’ Ringer has come up lame.

Just Hoss cuts loose as does Hoss II

And then we fill up on their barbeque.

Smoke and fire and camaraderie galore,

No cowpoke in the world could ask for more.

#1 
By Preacher B. Quick

September 26, 27, 28, 2008, Tennessee Territory, somewhere near Winfield

As the last Summer Breeze drifted across the main street of Possum Trot, Ardell and Goose Jennings stepped down from the chow hall.  Making their way toward the range, they stopped to get a Tall Drink of Water from Lick Creek Kid-ding each other about the day’s possibilities.  Their thirst was nearly unquenchable due to the large Cherokee Cass-erole filled with Cayenne Four Pepper which (more…)