The Animals

 by Cobi  - 1st Grade

I know a horse that liked to buck,

He hit a pig.

And killed a duck,

And that was the end of his jig.

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Horses 

by Samantha - 2nd Grade 

Horses are powerful when they run.

So smooth and fast.

Horses are fun to ride in the sun.

I always have a blast.

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Bees

by Bryce - 3rd Grade

The horses are in their stalls

The bees are looking for something

The horses think they're in a mall

The bees are looking for fleas

The horses call for their owners

The fleas are looking for bees.

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Lambs

by Bridgette - 4th Grade

Lambs are soft

They are cute

Hay is in the loft

They have a soft suit

Lambs eat oats

A lamb is white

They have warm coats

They are a pretty site

Lambs are little

Lambs are small

They don't know one riddle

They don't play with a ball

Lambs love to nestle

They like to play

But not to wrestle

Right in the hay

Lambs drink milk

They are quick

They're as soft as silk

Their fur is thick

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Dogs

by Jake Robert  - 5th Grade

A dog is a best man's friend

He also is a best boy's tool

And he can put you in a bend

Sometimes he can make you look like a fool

Dogs like to chase sheep

He also likes to chase cows

Dogs don't like to step in a heap

But they sure do like to sit on wagon bows

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The Showdown 

by Dakota - 6th Grade

We draw our guns to fire

He thinks he's got me beat

So I prove to him that I'm no liar

And start shooting at his feet

He jumps for his shotgun holstered in his saddle

So I jump for mine

He shoots at me and that began our fierce battle

When it's over I'll be fine.

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Horses' Spot
by Randi - 7th Grade

If you both look across a field
Way beyond the farm
You’ll see a spot that will yield
A picture soft and warm.
 
Two figures of a lovely brown
On big, and one small
Just eating and standing around
In a season near the fall.
 
A baby and its mother
Alone in that spot
Caring for each other
And no worries in their thoughts.
 
One bridled, one not
One older, one younger
Staying in that pretty spot
Fulfilling their hunger.
 
So if you go across that field
And walk past the barn
Those horses will yield
Their spot with a "darn"!
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by Justin - 8th Grade

I looked at that horse
He didn't even stare
I had to ride that course
No backin' out because I'm scared
 
I knew what was gonna happen
I had chills on my back
Everyone was clappin'
My wife almost had a heart attack
 
I got down on him easy
He didn't even budge
I felt a little queasy
I made a little grudge
 
They pulled the gate hard
He took off like a blast
I thought he was slow as lard
But he was mean and fast
 
He was a really good bucker
I didn't even know
I knew right away I was a sucker
When I felt that hard blow
 
He knocked me right out
I fell to the ground
My friend had a doubt
But I got up off that mound
 
My wife came running over
It really gave her a scare
I knew she thought it was over
But really I lost just a little hair
 
I knew I would have another chance
To ride that mean ol' guy
So I took a long glance
And for right now I'll just go cry.
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The Invisible Horse  
by Billy  - 8th Grade

Let me tell you a story
Of an invisible horse
And a man who gained glory
For catching it, of course.
 
It happened one night
While he was out on the range
When the man saw a sight
That looked kind of strange.
 
There were tracks being made
In the wet muddy ground
But the man said
There was nothing around.
 
He soon discovered
They were made by a horse
But the has no animal
Cause it was invisible, of course.
 
He went into town
To tell of his story
But no one believed him
They said it sounded too corny.
 
He decided he'd show them
He'd bring back the horse
He'd put it in a pen
By using brut force.
 
He set out one night
And lassoed the horse
And saddled it up
To ride back to town, of course.
 
The people all yelled
And shouted hooray
When he rode on the horse
The very next day.
 
It looked like he was suspended
On a saddle in midair
No one could see
That invisible mare.
 
And that is the end
Of this cowboy's story
Of how he caught the invisible horse
And gained all that glory.
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Horses  
by Chris - 9th Grade

I once had a bunch of horses
They were big
They were nice horses
They hung out with the pig
 
I've got a Mustang
It's got 300 horses in it
When you crash it makes a big bang
It can get up in a git
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The Old Man 
by Devin - 11th Grade

I was sitting with an old man
One day around the campfire
Telling me about the days he was a cowhand
And there was no such thing as barbed wire
 
So I sat there listening
About the cowboy days
His face was almost glistening
As he told of the cowboy ways
 
They led a romantic sort of life
Just following the breeze
The cowboy knew the secret to life
For he held all the keys
 
The cowboy tamed the West
For us to follow along
They made this country the very best
So wild, free and strong
 
Riding his trusty steed
Off into the sunset
Always doing a good deed
Is the cowboy way I bet
 
But the cowboy has evolved
His is more modern now
All his problems he has solved
For they now use tractors to plow
 
As I look through the smoke,
I realized I am by myself
Why did the old man go, I choke
He has gone to sit on God's shelf
 
For he disappeared as fast
As the cowboys of old
I took a peek at the past
As a life a cowboy told.
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Stephanie - 12th Grade

I used to like riding my horse.
Now, I wish I were anywhere but here.
Sitting in this saddle gets somewhat coarse.
Even if I were driving a steer.
 
The noose around my neck is tight.
I pray to God that my horse won't move.
I am here because of a stupid bar fight.
Oh no! I can hear the clanking of the hooves.
 
The saddle from underneath begins to slide.
My mind fell upon my wife and two kids.
My son looks like me, wearing my old cowhide.
He waved his tiny hand and closed his eye lids.
 
One small tear fell upon the dry, cracked ground.
It seemed to make a heart pounding sound.
In it I heard the bark of my trusty hound.
I chuckled at his funny bound.
 
The rope pulled tight around my neck.
I tried to wriggle my hands free from my back.
I wanted to get home, back onto my deck.
The ropes that bound me had no slack.
 
My horse reared up, scared from a rattle snake.
It galloped away, my feet hanging inches off the ground.
Then to my surprise, the branch began to break.
I fell upon the ground huddled up into a small mound.
 
The ropes around my hands suddenly turned loose.
I sat there until I realized I was all alone.
I reached up and took off the noose.
I got on my horse and rode into the sunset straight home.
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