One hand waves,
the other hangs on
the bull declines
all negotiations.
Dust applauds,
the crowd holds breath;
sometimes victory
is simply landing... left.
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One hand waves,
the other hangs on
the bull declines
all negotiations.
Dust applauds,
the crowd holds breath;
sometimes victory
is simply landing... left.
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Hat pulled low,
pride riding high
the bull objects,
with spectacular reply.
Dust writes laughter,
boots borrow sky;
one holds on for glory,
the other asks, "Why?"
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The cowboy called it courage.
The bull called it trespassing.
One raised a hand in triumph,
the other raised... everything else.
Dust flew.
The crowd cheered.
Gravity waited patiently.
Eight seconds later,
both agreed on one thing:
The ground always gets
the last laugh.
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The rider whispered, "Just eight."
The bull replied, "Not even three."
One came chasing glory,
one came guarding pride
both signed the contract
with dust as witness.
The crowd counted seconds.
The bull counted coups.
Funny how, in the rodeo,
everyone applauds...
the argument no one wins.
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He tipped his hat to gravity
it tipped him right back.
The bull declared, "Not on my watch,"
with one spectacular buck.
Dust applauded.
The crowd held its breath.
Courage wore spurs,
and common sense took the day off.
For eight wild seconds,
neither one would yield
one chasing glory,
the other just clearing the field.
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A cloud of dust, a flash of hide,
The calf had little wish to abide;
The horse gave chase with practiced grace,
While courage wore a youthful face.
Yet every cowboy learns this truth:
Speed belongs to restless youth;
And though the rider takes the praise,
The horse earns half the laurel days.
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With one fierce leap the bull took wing,
As though he heard the angels sing;
The rider clung with grim intent
A brief but noble experiment.
The crowd looked on with held-up breath,
While dust rehearsed a minor death;
For every cowboy learns, in time,
That gravity still wins the rhyme.
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The mighty bull ascends on high,
As if determined he should fly;
The rider, by a sterner fate,
Returns to earth at greater rate.
For though ambition seeks the sky,
And courage bids a man defy,
The dust, with patience unsurpassed,
Receives us all again at last.
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The bull launched skyward, determined to fly,
The rider disagreed—but only briefly.
The clown ran in with impeccable timing;
The crowd cheered, and gravity collected its fee.
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Dust rose high beneath pounding hooves,
While horse and rider rehearsed ancient moves.
The calf glanced back, perhaps unimpressed,
As the loop sailed wide in a test of finesse.
The rope drew circles against the sky,
A question mark asking, “Will it fly?”
The crowd leaned forward, holding its breath
A game of timing, not speed or strength.
For every wrangler knows this truth well:
The perfect cast is a story to tell.
And should the calf escape for another day,
There is always tomorrow—and another bale of hay
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The contest lasted but a fleeting while
A test of nerve, determination, and style.
The rider held fast through dust and din,
Until gravity quietly entered to win.
The bull, all muscle, momentum, and grace,
Dictated the terms and controlled the pace.
Nearby, the clown stepped deftly near,
Part guardian, part performer, without a trace of fear.
The crowd looked on as the drama unfurled,
One small arena containing a world
Where courage is measured in moments, not years,
And applause follows closely behind the cheers.
For in rodeo, as all soon discover,
Fortune may favour one or the other;
Yet when dust settles and stories are told,
It is the spirit of the contest that remains the gold.
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The bull had plans for a spectacular flight,
The rider preferred to stay upright.
Dust filled the air, hats tilted askew,
As eight angry seconds became only two.
One clown stepped forward, another ran wide,
Each hoping to stay on the sensible side.
The crowd held its breath, then burst into cheer
For nobody paid to see caution this year.
The bull struck a pose worthy of fame,
The rider kissed earth and blamed it on aim.
And somewhere in all of the chaos and din,
Gravity smiled and chalked up another win
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The rider spread his wings,
the bull lowered its head.
Each was committed to a plan
only one remained seated.
Dust kept the secret,
the crowd held its breath;
and for one spectacular moment,
gravity waited its turn.
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The calf chose freedom,
the cowboy chose pursuit.
The horse did all the hard work
while the crowd offered advice.
A loop flew through the dust,
hope hanging from a rope
because every rodeo begins
with confidence and a moving target.
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The cowboy climbed on
with dreams of glory and fame.
The bull had other ideas
and ended the debate in seconds.
A cloud of dust rose,
the crowd held its breath
and somewhere beneath the chaos,
the dirt welcomed another visitor.
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Sunlight spilled across Swanston Street,
Where tattoos, tourists, and tramlines meet.
One man crossed with iced coffee care,
Like philosophy lived in humid air.
Behind him marched the midday crowd,
Silent, weary, sunburnt, proud.
The city kept humming its concrete tune
Half jazz concerto, half hot afternoon.
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Headphones on, she drifted through heat,
Past tourists, tram stops, and blistered feet.
One girl marched forward, one vanished away,
While Melbourne rehearsed another loud day.
A boy licked ice cream with existential grace,
As strangers performed the ballet of place.
Nobody paused, nobody cared
Yet somehow the whole street quietly stared.
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Beneath the plane trees, summer strode by,
One with a glare, one with a sigh.
A taxi idled, the tram bells rang,
And somewhere a cyclist forgot his chain.
The city kept posing in monochrome grace,
While pedestrians marched at their own cool pace.
Melbourne, perhaps, at its most sincere
Too busy to care, too stylish to disappear.
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Two wander past the crossing light,
midweek faces, urban white.
He walks as though he’s lost a train,
she looks immune to heat and pain.
Beside them stand the city bins,
sorting out humanity’s sins:
“Recycling here, your rubbish there
but heartbreak? Sorry. We don’t care.”
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Café parliament beside the street,
where gossip and hot chips quietly meet.
One scrolls the phone like breaking news,
another debates in expressive views.
The traffic glitters, the city hums,
a cyclist flashes, a tram bell drums.
And every empty woven chair nearby
looks ready to join the argument by and by.
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