An unnatural piece of natural history
Beckons from the cowboy capital OF the world
And all I can think of are
The laundry I have to do today or tomorrow
And the fact that I need new socks and pants
And the students whose work will need review
And my own writing that I neglect too much
Even though the beckoning calls my family with me
And I know they will go
And that my place is with them
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