He rode out at dawn
And he headed west:
The Bad Hombre Man
from the Yuge Land of Best
But when he arrived
she was already there:
The Queen Nasty Woman
mounted on her white mare.
They both drew their guns
packed with bullets of words.
Hers were sharp, smart, and clear;
His: the best that he'd heard.
Now I’ll clarify
this for those unaware:
Yes, she’s fine with guns
When they’re not everywhere.
Now back to their duel
in that desert, noon high.
Where Queen Nasty Woman
brought Bad Hombre to die.
For when she took aim
with her practice and plans
she sniped his small gun
from his small grabby hands
To that Bad Hombre Man
from the Best Land of Yuge,
It had never occurred
he could possibly lose
But he slipped from his saddle
and fell flat in the dirt
He was frantic to find
some new way he could hurt
that there Queen Nasty Woman
mounted high on her steed
laying traps all around
everywhere he might lead
Leaving Bad Hombre Man
with no pussy to grab
For the sword ‘tween his legs
was all he knew how to stab
And so Queen Nasty Woman
Turned her mare and she rode
towards that house, White and fair
to once more be her home