(Poem) Pig Sheriff

Pig Sheriff


Brave in the doorway he stands

Never one drop of fear to bead upon his hand

Attention, the 44 that hangs from his hip

Western hat, big star on the front of it

Blue eyes watching, don’t dare make a slip

Two big ears tweaked for danger

Big  nose, both nostrils flared

Bad boy daring you to give him some lip

This scene painted is true don’t you know

Just as sure as his red shirt and blue bandanna

His western boots and yellow drawers

They have all been painted on him

You see, when you’re two feet tall

And your made out of clay

You gotta paint an intimidating picture

If you’re gonna scare the bad guys away