On The Dodge From The Law
He just leaked out of the ladnscape.
Took off like a scorpion had crawled down his neck.
He shore was a churnin’ up the dust.
Fogged it out of the country like a turpentined cat.
Heaved a prayer in the general direction of Heaven an’ rode.
His name didn’t ‘zactly tally with the Bible.
Left home in such a hurry he forgot to take his right name with him.
From…Cowboy Slang by Edgar R. “Frosty” Potter (C)1986