Sombrero, chaps, and six-guns–he’s outfitted
To see that Law and Order are outwitted.
Ads, television, movies, serve to spur him;
Equipment limitations don’t deter him.
His fine white horse! There is no limitation
When one is six and has imagination.
The chairs are mountains, and we get it dinned in
To us the floor lamp is a painted Indian.
He swaggers on, a really big-time Baddie
(Until he needs, say, fifty cents from daddy).
by Ray Romine Sunday, March 11, 1951
