The Adventures of Hay Rake Slim and Shorty

Twas the night of the big dance
All the boys had a grin
But the brown cow nonetheless
Had to be milked again

See a cowboy takes to milkin'
Like a doctor takes to flu
But when the little crippled calf won't suck
There's nothin' else to do

They got the cow up in the chutes
B.W. held the pail
Hay Rake went to milkin'
While Shorty held her tail

Then they got Ol' Cripple up
And fed him thru' a tube
Then rushed to finish evenin' chores
Their spirits unsubdued

But when the dance was over
And home they laughing rode
An awful shock was waiting
On them to be bestowed

For in the rush and hurry
To put on dancin' boots
The cowboys had run off and left
Poor Brown Cow in the chutes

And there she stood her head hung low
Lookin' so forlorn
But when they rushed to let her out
She hooked 'em with her horns

See she'd stood there several hours or more
Like a cowvict in a jail
And when she finally got a'loose
She had a tale to tell

She ran them boys all down the pens
And made 'em climb the fence
But Shorty paid a higher price
A horn through sunday pants

So let this be a lesson
To cowboys everywhere
Don't be in such a hurry
And save your underwear

The End

Word Pictures

In Psalm 86, David uses the phrase, "Incline your ear [to me], oh Lord."

Ever see a scared kid in a big group of people? They might need to tell their dad something but they won't come right out and say it. Instead, they grab his hand and beckon for him to bend down to their level so they can whisper their fears and insecurities into his understanding ear.

That's the picture here.