a poem by Edwin Keith Jepson, UK - poetry writer, author, poet

He was tall in the saddle,
And rode across the west,
He stood for law and order,
And outdrew all the best,
Uncountable was the number,
But he made many arrest,
And those outlaws who did plunder,
Now on Boot Hill,they rest,
Sometimes he got wounded,
By a faster draw,
But that did not deter him,
He was the Marshal,and the law,
He soon became a legend,
And his name spread across the plain,
And he will live on forever,
That big cowboy,called John Wayne,

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