Another one of our Posse has played the Fool and ended up fallin’ off his horse and becomin’ another Ghost Rider in the Sky.
“He saw the riders comin’ hard,
A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky.
As a rider loped on by him, he heard one say,
Cowboy change your way today or you’ll be a Ghost Rider in the Sky”.
Fortunately for us one of Missie Ardern’s gang had a fall from Grace as well, to even up this week’s score. This was helped along by Gallopin’ Garner’s magical questioning which led to me dropping a broad hint.
(Not the News) Tova suggested that I had sequestered the news in my attic, for longer than was necessary. Small beers!
The Rodeo has turned into a blood sport with plenty of it spilt.
Outlaw Judas Iscariot Peters is done with the Ardern Gang, accusing them of being too friendly with the Wokeist gang and dancin’ with the fairies.
Missie Ardern And Cowboy Robbie (Robertson) must be hopping mad that they filled Peters and Jones’s saddlebags with loot for the North. Who wouldn’t be?
I’ve got one word for Outlaw Peters, leader of the Chameleon Gang.
KARMA CHAMELEON
“You come and go, you come and go. Karma Karma Karma Karma Karma Karma Chameleon, When you go you’re gone forever, You string along, you string along”
I would only send my enemies to cold places like Siberia. But it turns out the leader of the Chameleon Gang Peters sent a couple of his friends to Antarctica.
A bit of a change for them from Paritai Drive.
The Chameleon accused our Posse and the Twerk (Seymour) of blowing the dust off a bottle of his malt whisky.
He claimed it was a single malt whisky, when in fact it was a double malt and had a declaration made on it.
“Back to the Future” — I hope not.
Cowgirl Fixit wants to ransom some of the folks lodgin’ at Missie Ardern’s Saloon, as there are wagon loads of them coming over the border.
This was my idea, but Chameleon Peters is claiming that it was his.
He said it would be a nightmare working with Red and Green.
They probably feel the same about him.
There is gold in them thare hills and we’re gonna put a tunnel through them to find it.
Yak wanted ten bridges but we’re going for tunnels and trails as well.
Cowboy Robbie said ours were “ghost tunnels and ghost trails” resurrecting that word “shambolic” which we had used on them previously.
He must have got it mixed up with his own “ghost train” from Auckland with no driver or passengers.
Missie Ardern got me with a “zinger” when I mentioned the “ghost train” at the Saloon. She said some things take time, like me becoming Sheriff.
This caused mirth amongst the hyenas at the Saloon.
After a week of very dusty trails, as new Sheriff, I’m chillin’ out on my porch at sundown.
I fetched my phonograph from the attic.
My namesake Songstress Judy Collins is croonin’ one of my favourites “Ghost Riders in the Sky”.
It’s all a bit ghostly isn’t it?
Yi ha!
Here’s looking at you kid! (Ardern)
Punch and Judy.