The Unfortunate Story of Cowboy Trail
One man’s discovery of what happens when you’re caught short on the highway.
Out of his Chevy, he had to hop,
For the deep down, rumble just would not stop.
He foresaw the beginnings of an epic fail
Down on the freeway of Cowboy Trail.
I was awoken just this morning, with a call from my bro,
Reliving quite the story — said it was an all-time low.
If you choose to read the words that I write here today,
Keep in mind, this ain’t no story of mere child’s play.
He was driving down the highway, singin’ some tunes,
Thinking of his girl — they’re lovebird loons.
On his way to work, mindin’ his own
When his stomach started doing a far-out groan.
It hit with a force that is seldom ignorable
And in a matter of seconds, his thoughts turned deplorable.
As a matter of fact, he needed to poo,
And sure as shit, it’d be a messy debut.
Since he wasn’t an infant nor was he infirm,
His next course of action was justly confirmed.
With cheeks that…
