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Subject: Re: Handlebar Pete

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Moonchild

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Date Posted: 15:06:11 03/12/02 Tue
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In reply to: Wanda 's message, "Handlebar Pete" on 05:33:53 03/12/02 Tue

This is so cute! What a creative and pleasant story this made! Loved it!

>Handlebar Pete
>
>There once was a fellow who lived out west
>who wore a Stetson hat and a leather vest
>There were faded levis on his lean, tall frame
>every person in town knew him by name
>
>At birth, his mother had named him Peter
>never saw a woman who was any sweeter
>He wore large jangling spurs upon his feet
>everyone called him Handlebar Pete
>
>He packed a large six gun on his hip
>quicker then a flash, out it would whip
>He�d get that evil glint in his eye
>twas best to stay clear or prepare to die
>
>One day Two Gun Sally came to town
>from a fight she would never back down
>She tied her horse at the hitching post
>began walking to Luci�s for some pot roast
>
>On the board walk she ran smack dab into Pete
>causing him to stumble, and fall into the street
>Sally laughed to see him lying in the dirt
>she never even bothered to ask if he were hurt
>
>As he stood, there was that evil glint in his eye
>I was afraid Two Gun Sally was going to die
>She reached out her hand, and touched his arm
>�Sorry Handlebar, I sure didn�t mean no harm�
>
>She smiled real big with those sweet baby blues
>now, what�s a mean ole cow poke going to do
>Pete said, �Sally, let�s go get something to eat�
>He took her by the arm; they walked down the street
>
>That happened two months ago to the day
>do you hear that music coming our way
>Guess what, Pete and Sally are getting married
>they�ll be hitched, and their guns will be carried
>
>Pete and Sally are the new law in our town
>with those guns, there�s no outlaws to be found
>Little children play stick ball out in the street
>Two Gun Sally has become really sweet
>
>Pete no longer has that evil glint in his eye
>he smiles a lot, doesn�t even have to try
>He still wears a Stetson hat and a leather vest
>without a doubt he�s the fastest gun in the west

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Subject	Author	Date
Re: Handlebar Pete	Wanda	19:18:00 03/12/02 Tue