Sports Poem

Poem About A Rodeo

It was the week after the rodeo and I couldn't stop thinking about the rodeo, so I thought I'd write. This is what I came up with.

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My good friend Tucker was killed in a car accident 4 days before we were supposed to start our junior year of highschool. He was a bull rider and this means alot to me.

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Legendary Bull Rider

Published by Family Friend Poems August 2011 with permission of the Author.

As he walks you can hear the spurs on his boots
He walks on over and hops in the chute
then waits alone with the bull
until the moment when the gate is pulled
the dust stirs from the ground
as the bull bucks and spins around
1-2-3-4 how long will he last
5-6-7-8 seconds have passed
the buzzer makes the sound
and the bull's hooves hit the ground
he gets himself free
stands up and tries to leave
he falls to his knees
because his muscles are beat
he tries to stagger away
as if he took his first steps today
the bull fighters then come to save the day
and help him get on his way
the judges calculate the score
then it's posted on the board
he made such a good ride
he's won a new buckle that shines

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