I wrote this poem/song/thing a few weeks ago after reading Cowboy Ninja Viking and by this old D&D picture. I liked the ideas and was inspired. I own Dragon Fighting Cowboy, he's mine! Rated MA
In a time long forgotten, a hero was foretold. A complex man in simple times was something to behold.
Tall as he was smart, as quick as he was large. Fast like lightning from the hip and the first one to the charge.
He rode the plains in search of truth, excited he did find. A gnarled and grizzled reptilian beast upon a diamond mine.
The horse did rear and run away but he did keep his steel. The dragon turned its ancient head and rasped “Why do you not kneel?”
“I bow before not man nor god. Nor gun nor beasts that fly. I merely come to stake my claim”, was his firm but fair reply.
The dragon snarled and rose on up, some forty fathoms high. It flexed its wings and stretched its neck as thunder filled the sky.
The man did calmly watch his foe, his fingers hovered close. His eyes did squint as he pondered on where he’d send his dose.
Fire welled upon the lips as the lizard went to prove. But the man merely sneered and scoffed and said “Ha ha wrong move!”
The column of molten fire, roared down upon the plain. It scorched the earth and burnt the air that almost screamed in pain.
The man dove to his left, to avoid the singeing. And as he flew, his pistol roared like a swarm of demons singing.
The shots flew fast and compass straight, accurate and true. Each delivered lead based death and a hole did each one blew.
The dragon screamed in agony and breathed another bout. But the wounds inflicted caused the fire to be poor and without much clout.
The man did draw his other 'friend' and fired another round. It pierced the gut which gushed forth blood and was followed by a sound.
The dragon swooned and breathed his last and collapsed upon the earth. The man did pause and tip his hat, a sign of the dragon’s worth.
With the riches taken, his tale had just begun. The dragon fighting cowboy then walked towards the sun.