Cowboy Attorneys


Met him leaning against a punch bowl

waiting to be seduced

by yet, another wanton woman.

Eavesdropping silently heard her ask,

“What do you do

with that handlebar mustache

during relevant times?”

Watching them from across the room

Saw him flash her a knowing smile

That illuminated her eyes

With a thousand stars from the night sky,

And a look answered by twinkling dark eyes.

How is it?

I wondered…

Some cowboy attorneys can part the punchbowl

Enthrall female law students

Complete a Supreme Court brief

Lock away the bad guys, and still…

Make it home in time for dinner?

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