Cadillacs to Cattle Racks
Modes of transportation,
varies as much as the terrain,
fords and dodges,
traverse across the plains,
these pickups of transport,
bringing forth the savage,
and their cargo to town.
Doctors and lawyers,
with their gentleness,
attributes acquired of their fineness,
had big machines,
sedans of glandure,
to parade down the streets of town.
Ladies with their bonnets,
drive past the motley crew,
with upturn snouts,
for what they smelt,
was neither roses or daliahs,
for those children on the racks,
were wenching of stench,
as they drove past.
These fords and dodges,
damaged to the hitch,
rusted from outdoor exposures,
eventually, retired to the back fence,
alters of clinder blocks,
with ententions to salvage later.
Come early Sunday,
the roads are aline with these,
vehicles of transport,
rusted pickups and cadillacs,
all heading to the same church,
stepping out of the Cadillacs,
citizens so refined in their best,
and off of the cattle racks,
enter the herd,with washed faces,
all adorn with ranch perfume.
