Classic Poem

Black Bart held up the Cow Creek stage in his manner so polite:
“Ladies and gentlemen,” he said, “be pleased now to alight.

“Your money and your jewelry I'm aimin' to collect,
To aid a worthy purpose that I trust you will respect.”

They lined up with their hands high and Bart he passed the hat.
They filled it and he grinned at 'em for he was standing pat.

The driver was a brave man, too gallant for his health,
And he had swore that with his life he'd guard the express wealth.

He tried to draw his peg leg but Black Bart saw the move,
He shot the driver through the head, his marksmanship to prove.

He spoke to all the passengers, “Now take it in good part.
It's really quite an honor to be held up by Black Bart.”