Zoomed up with steer horns on his car
Left it at the curb, strolled into the bar
“Howdy partners, my name is Tex”
Hands on hips, muscles flexed
“Can I get a drink?” He queried the man
“Sure thing, bud, I do what I can”
Tex leaned on the bar, sat on the stool
Sweat from his glass started to pool
“So, where ya from”, barkeep asked, perplexed
Strangers caused the locals to vex
Look down their noses, over their specs
“Not to worry, barman, not going to stay,
Just want a cool drink, I’ll be on my way”.
The Bag Lady 
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