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A Hickery Bicks tale

By Hywel LatimyrPublished 11 months ago 1 min read
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Hickery Bicks was riding his horse into town for a few drinks and a few too many unfriendly games of Poker. When he entered town, he noticed that there were a lot of law enforcement officers in a stand off outside the bank!

However, Hickery decided to head straight into the saloon. He ordered himself three bottles of Whiskey and found himself a table where a poker game was underway.

"You dam cheating bastard!" Hickery muttered under his breath as he got cleaned out. "Yea see ya next week cowpoke" The guy across the table responded, with a snicker.

Hickery stumbled towards his horse; angry at yet another clean out. But as he got closer to his horse; through his blurry and dizzy vision; he could see a masked man attempting to steal his horse!

"Hey!" Hickery screamed; imminently followed with an involuntary burp.

"Here cowpoke!" The mysterious man screamed, throwing Hickery fistful of dollars. But as the man was attempting to mount Hickery's horse, it decided to brutally kick him dead.

Hickery looked down upon the strange man. He noticed that he had bullet wounds in his leg. "Dam fool" Hickery muttered to him. "Back to the poker table!"

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About the Creator

Hywel Latimyr

I kinda suck at writing but I enjoy it

Anyway, here's a dumb little haiku:

The gunslinger draws

His opponent does the same

oh dear, they both died

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