JEFFREY RATH
Big Tex the lawyer, in a ten-gallon hat,
Mounted his donkey, who wasn’t too fat.
With a briefcase of lawsuits and a belly of pie,
He waved to the crowd as they went riding by.
The donkey went “Hee-haw!” and halted mid-pace,
For a nap was more urgent than winning the race.
Tex yelled, “Objection!” as he slid to the ground,
The slowest cowboy that ever was found.