The Twister

                                                  THE TWISTER
                                                        by Jay Snider

If he bucks me off, he’ll have to shed his skin
Was the claim the twister made 
He said, "There ain’t a bronc that’s drawed a breath
Can shake me loose from this ‘Wade’ "

Strong words like those need provin’, son
Are you sure you’re up to the test
He said “Let’s catch one up, ya’ll stand aside
Watch this bronc twister do the rest”

Well, we were impressed by the twister’s sand
Thought, heck, this might even be fun
So we bunched ‘em up and circled ‘em round
And cut out the little red dun

He’s a spindly, sorta wild eyed colt
Long necked and a little light boned
But every puncher that had tried him before
In one jump, had been dethroned

“He’s bad as they come in these parts,” I said
The twister just shot me a grin
Should he buck me off he’ll have to jump

Right out of his own damn skin”

So Charlie Bob roped him and snubbed him up close 
Ole’ Slim got a mouthful of ear
It took Rusty and Bub and ole’ Jack to hold him
While the twister stacked on his gear

Then the twister stepped on, took a mighty deep seat
Charlie Bob pitched him his head
The colt went from round pen floor to tree top high
Then his north end went south instead

I’ve seen cowboys throwed higher and harder
But I can’t remember just when
And I reckon, Ole’ Snake, be a fittin’ name
‘Cause this colt just shed his skin

The twister, you see, learned his lesson well
‘Cause he now sings a different song
“It takes a plenty bad hombre to throw me off

And it sure didn’t take that one long”