Gritty Trails and Sparkling Spurs
This here's a tale spun from moonlight check here and saddle sores. A story 'bout a buckaroo named Clay, with a heart as big as the Texan plains and grit that could rival a cactus. He roamed these paths on his trusty steed, a sorrel mare named Roxy, always with a twinkle in his eye and a song on his