Pancho

By Bronco T

Pancho was a dealer, a dealer in fine horse,
And a right savvy horseman, like most vaquero of course.

He had a ranchito, up Cimarron way,
Right there on the road, where folks passed by each day.

Now Big John was a rancher, of notable fame,
Who also knew horses, and to Pancho he came.

He’d noticed a big horse, a fine linebacked dun,
And he hankered to have ‘im, from that ol’ Mexican son.

Well he found Pancho sittin’, on his corral top rail,
So he struck up a bargain, wantin’ Pancho to sell.

John says, “Hey Pancho, is that dun there for sale ?,
A finer lookin’ pony, I aint seen for a spell.”

Pancho looks up slowly, from braidin’ a rope,
Pushes back his hat, and for the words he did grope,

He says, “No senor John, thees horse hees na for sale,
He no look good, can you not tell ?”

John says, “You’re crazy, you ol’ Mexican coot,
That’s a fine lookin’ pony, now just how much loot ?”

Well Pancho he grins, says, “Feefty dollars my fee,
Mebbe he look good for you, he no look good for me.”

John takes the lead rope, on that ol’ linebacked dun,
And then with a grin, he pays Pancho the mun.

He takes off at a trot, his purchase in tow,
Thinkin’ he’d sure fleeced ol’ Pancho, and to his friends he’d now crow.

Well the very next day, here comes Big John on the run,
A leadin’ behind him, that ol’ linebacked dun.

He finds Pancho sittin’, on the same corral rail,
John starts out cussin, poor Pancho to hell.

John says, “Pancho you scoundrel, you’re the worst of your kind,
This dun horse you sold me, why…..this horse is blind.

Well Pancho just grins, from his perch on the fence,
And says, “Calm down there Juan, I know you’ve more sense.”

“Remember ?”…….I tol’ you once, I don’t like to be rude,
So I tol’ you twice, thees caballo…..He no look so good.”