Cowpokes & Poets T-Shirt

Ol' cowboy Ed wasn't much use on the cattle drive. Real broody sorta feller, and mighty creepy at night round the campfire. He sure could turn a phrase though. Not sure what caused him to become ill...we just chalked it up to the dysentery. Buried him just outside Wichita clutching the last thing he ever scribbled: Lo, my heart lies black 'Neath atmosphere so blue; For I loathe each pitiful morning When I hear the cow moo.By golly, I miss that weirdo.

• Ultra Soft 60% Cotton/40% Polyester Blend
• Soft Touch Screen Print
• Screen Printed Inside Label
• Reinforced Neck Seam Tape
• Sendero Woven Labels