T.Wesley Steidley Poems

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God Bless Our Little Children
So many of our little children are beaten, starved and neglected
Left alone, unloved and unprotected.
They have a new name now, oh what a shame, they call them the throwaway kids;
That means they have been left behind totally rejected.
Oh God how could you ever love us again
The way we have turned out as women . . .
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Why Oh Why Did I Ever Leave Wyoming
The grass was green
The grass was tall
The cattle were fat
But the profit was small
So I decided to leave that fall.
My girl friend got wind of it
And she began to bawl
You see I left more than a girl friend
I left a pretty good spread
I left a horse named Don
And a dog named Ned . . .
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