TALE OF AN OUTLAW
Sit back and listen as I tell you this tale of an outlaw,
As a child his future was uncertain as both mother and father were killed.
Hungry with no one to turn too he begged for food,
Slept wherever might be shelter, survived as a thief.
As he grew he then met those whom lived as he lived,
Without skills of his own he set out on a stolen horse.
He now was a thief and an outlaw, listen further,
With a gun he did not own he now robbed from those whom did not steal.
Finally he faced one who did not wish to give,
Murder was now his ultimate crime.
Hunted down by a sheriff and a posse, he was then caught,
Because he could not travel a road of good,
He now layed in the dirty street, dead.