Flipsideofevil's 21 days of Poetry

March 6th Prompt: The old west

The real story of the OK corral

I’ll tell you a story about the good ole’ days
When outlaws ruled the land
There guns would set a town ablaze
As they took their last stand
The biggest fight was at the OK corral
Many men had died
The posse of men had no rationale
Honor in low supply
Wyatt Earp a seeker of justice
Sought to restore peace
Riding upon his horse old Augustus
His vigilance never ceased
But there is a secret no one knows
About that fateful day
Dusty winds sent mighty blows
Made Augustus go astray
Around that time a serpent came out
Striking the horse’s leg
Wyatt fell off and let out a shout
Landing on a rotten egg
He rode with fury back into town
Madness in his eyes
Intending to shoot the outlaws down
Catch them by surprise
The outlaws caught wind of a mighty stink
Jumping up they all ran
Good ole’ Wyatt didn’t know what to think
The fight hadn’t even began
This is it.. the real story
No gunfight ever took place
I know all rumors speak of Wyatt’s glory
Or of his courageous face

Now you know the truth, just sit for a spell
And ponder a little about it
The outlaws ran because of the smell
And they did it lickety split!

Author's Note: Don't quote me! :)