Cowboy Invents ‘Rodeo Yoga,’ Breaks Eight Bones and Achieves Enlightenment
He said, “Stretchin’ and ridin’ can mix just fine,”
So he Downward Dogged on a buckin’ bovine.
With a lasso in hand and a mat in the dirt,
He Om’d through the pain and laughed through the hurt.
Cactus Pose lasted all of two ticks,
Before he was airborne and yelling, “Holy grits!”
The steer did a Sun Salutation spin,
And launched him straight through the corral bin.
The guru cheered, “You’ve opened your mind!”
He replied, “And my collarbone, plus behind.”
Now his ribs chant and his hips align,
When he sneezes, he hears bells–real fine.
He teaches Rodeo Yoga once a week,
With helmeted yogis and bison mystique.
Their mantra is, “Breathe deep… and duck!”
Cause enlightenment’s wild–and so is luck.
Alan Nafzger (editor@bohiney.com)
Last Updated on July 29, 2026 by Alan Nafzger