Now O Lord please lend thine ear, <br />The prayer of the Cattleman to hear; <br />No doubt many prayers to thee seem strange, <br />But won't you bless this cattle range? <br /> <br />Bless the round-up year by year <br />And don't forget the growing steer; <br />Water the land with brooks and rills <br />For my cattle that roam a thousand hills. <br /> <br />Now, O Lord, won't you be good <br />And give our livestock plenty of food; <br />And to avert a winter's woe <br />Give Italian skies and little snow. <br /> <br />Prairie fires won't you please stop, <br />Let thunder roll and water drop, <br />It frightens me to see the smoke, <br />Unless it's stopped, I'll go dead broke. <br /> <br />As you, O Lord, our herds behold- <br />Which represents a sack of gold- <br />I think at least five cents per pound <br />Should be the price of beef year round. <br /> <br />One more thing and then I'm through, <br />Instead of one calf, give my cows two. <br />I may pray different than some others, but then <br />I've had my say, and now amen.<br /><br />Anonymous Americas<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-cattleman-s-prayer/
