Buffalo Chips

Out here on the prairie, the ain’t no wood to burn,

  at least there is a trick that everyone can learn.

Everything that’s needed is lying on the ground,

  and it’s the damnedest stuff that I have ever found.

From Abeline to old Cheyenne, it makes the grasses grow,

  and if you like to pitch, it sure is fun to throw.

It simply is the best fuel that this place can offer,

  and when it warms us up, you won’t be no scoffer.

It might take a while, to gather up a pile,

  back at camp you’ll smile, it really ain’t that vile.

Find some old gray rocks and make a fire ring,

  just so you know, I ain’t cookin’ for no king.

Throw in a chip or two, a little bit will do,

  whatever you might do, don’t think of it as poo.

Crumble off a bit, and try to get it lit,

  don’t you go and quit, pull up a stool and sit.

That smoke it smells real fine,

  just like hickory and wine.

The skeeters won’t come near,

  and the coyotes hide in fear.

The taters and the bacon simmer in the pan,

  we can eat our beans directly from the can.

The aroma and the flavor,

  yer gonna wanna savor.

Add some pepper and some salt,

  I swear those ashes ain’t my fault.

Now don’t you make a fuss,

  I don’t wanna have to cuss.

Don’t you put on no airs,

  cuz out here no one cares.

And yer money and yer pedigree,

  don’t mean buffalo chips to me!

LDT February 3, ‘24

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