Club: Storytellers' Saloon

Collection : Dead Men TELL NO Tales / Sagebrush Showdown

Date of Submission : April 2016

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The very next day, at noon,

Raven climbed the roof of the saloon –

Finding Crooked Smile still in a deep slumber

As cool as a cucumber.

Which he intended to change

By his revenge.

From under his shirt he pulled a small bottle of red whine,

Tellin' himself, it was not a crime –

And emptied it over Crooked Smile's hat, face, vest and pants.

Then he yelps: "Dead body!"

The senior cowboy started up with surprise,

And in his rise, he noticed the red liquid drippin'.

"I'm dead!" He shouts

Falls on his back,

Lays still.

"Um. You forgot to close your eyes."

Crooked Smile winked. "Really?"