Goose Joins Rodeo, Wins Barrel Racing with Unmatched Swagger
The gate flew wide, the clowns grew still,
As Honkarella charged with will.
No horse beneath, just webbed-up grace,
As feathers flew at breakneck pace.
The cowboys gasped, their jaws did fall,
This goose outpaced them one and all.
She slid around each rusted drum,
While honking loud and chewing gum.
The rodeo king tipped his hat,
“A goose like that? We can’t top that.”
She took the trophy, strutted proud,
Amid the cheerin’ barnyard crowd.
Now every ranch trains flocks with glee,
In hopes their goose wins on TV.
Alan Nafzger (editor@bohiney.com)
Last Updated on October 27, 2026 by Alan Nafzger