my youthful Texas sojourn

my youthful Texas sojourn

A Youthful Texas Sojourn

At a feeding barn near Houston Texas, we drank lone star
beer

and ate giant size hamburgers and king sized hot dogs

Perhaps it is the Stetson hats, but Texans appear bigger
than normal,

but they were engagingly civil towards us and to other
patrons,

armed people tend to be polite.

As beer bottle after bottle were sunk into

 prominent
stomachs  that wearers thought

of as chests, there was this mechanical bull to ride

….3 seconds I lasted on that blood bull.

An enormous woman with a hat big as

a life- boat, took  a
shine to me and

dragged me into the dancefloor, whispered promises of a
lustful nature

something about she riding me till dawn,

 am I a horse?

The lady had to go and powder her nose; she said that 

That was the change for me to get out, take a taxi; she had
a gun in her purse

not a lady to let down.

Somehow I ended up in Mexican neighbourhood and had great
fun

till the rangers came, bulky men oozing of authority   light grey suits and

the ubiquitous hats were checking papers.

A woman of short stature and big heart named Rosita took
care of me

we made love on her mother`s sofa in the living room.

She drove me on board when the air was still dawn chilly and
I polite as

ever promised to marry her, she kissed me gently and didn`t

believe a word of what I said