Caterpllar Welcomes John McCornack
By the shores of old Pee-o-ree,
Mule and rider stopping, resting.
Mule deciding 'gainst going onward...
Dying from the weight, McCornack's.
Standing on the corpse (not trust-ee) ,
Spying fact'ry by the river,
Seeing rainbow framing jobsight;
Jobsight for the man-McCornack.
Walking up to Caterpill-er,
(Twas in days 'fore scabs and strikers)
Marching through the gateway eas'ly;
Bound for work and pay-McCornack.
Here he's stayed for seven and thir-tee
Wearing cloaks of many colors.
Praised as leader, skilled and daring...
Engineer on staff-McCornack.
Presented at my Caterpillar Retirement Party
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The Creation of John McCornack
By the shores of Okie-homee,
By the dusty, sunburnt trailway,
Stood the wigwam of McCornack,
(Man-child of the corn-McCornack) .
Twas a time in days before-yee,
'Fore the earth's primordial goo days;
Days of frontier exploration,
(Days when men were men-the yore days) .
Brutal was the landscape'round him,
Cowboys, Indians, scorpions plenty,
Tumbleweed and snakes abounding;
Threat'ning life of John-McCornack
Learned to hunt when just a ba-bee.
Stalked the prairie dog and hen.
Bagged coyote for the table;
Fed the village well-McCornack.
Sporting youth in Okie-homee,
Searching for a game for skill
Dreamed up hoops for competition;
Taught his manly friends-the hoop-game.
Soon there was a statewide tour-nee.
Playing guard and forward jointly,
Whipped their butts in just two quarters.
(Named to hall of fame-McCornack.)
Enterprising was the teen-lad,
Throwing pots to sell to lnjuns.
Sold the rattles from the rattlers;
Sold them back to snakes-McCornack.
Enterprising was the man-lad.
Had a chain of roadside stands
Selling shares in oil wells local.
(Holes were long since dry-the oil holes.)
Standing on a dusty heap-ee,
Noting that his neck was red'ning,
Sighing that he'd done it all,
Climbed aboard a mule-McCornack.
To the west was Califor-nee,
To the south, New Orleans shoreline;
But the mule chose going northward,
Bearing Okie's son-McCornack.
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McCornack Family
We all come in various ages, shapes and sizes
But more important we all tend to be civilized
Can one family be any better than another
It depends on how they relate to each other
As for our family we have always been blessed
That comes from leadership absent of distress
The McCornack family will always rise above
Because our principles are always based on love
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4 Lights
On a the distance horizon there are 4 lights
Maybe farmsteads that dot the country side
With special lights to bathe the horse barns
Maybe only lights which help serve as a guide
What ever the reason and source for the lights
They add to the red sunset in the western sky
A sunset which almost seems filled with blood
A fact that is rather obvious to any passerby
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Love the Blue
Somewhere out between Yukon and El Reno is Banner
It is a great place to travel when clouds form in the sky
It is this area where many farm families still call home
I love to drive their roads and watch a sunset intensify
When the western sky becomes alive with many colors
I keep looking for special shades and that perfect view
For it is only then that my sunset search is all complete
My camera then goes click as I capture... Love the Blue
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Big Fish
My dream was to catch a big fish
Uncle Harold said fish when its dark
So out of my warm bed I would hop
And fishing became my trademark
My sunrises were spend on the banks
Was a perfect way to start every day
But it always ended without my fish
So photography became a better way
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3 Trees
Down by the North Canadian south of Route 66
Sunset memories in my soul come flooding back
Glorious colors, from deep turquoise to hot pink
Fill the western sky while the wild ducks quack
For this is a special place to unwind and enjoy
The natural beauty provided for my dreamland
A sunset and a simple tree can be so wonderful
I am happy and glad I live in such a great land
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Cloud Chief Horses
I never had a horse at Cloud Chief
Even though horses were in season
My dad would say I ate like a horse
So to save food that was the reason
I guess it was either me or a horse
My dad had an horse in early days
Must of had more food in his time
Good reason to love his yesterdays
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Double Pleasure
Everyone loves a two for one deal
Expecially a two horse layout view
For it has a beginning and the end
Where double pleasure becomes true
My deal starts with the first horse
Signaling a good start for my day
Then it ends with a second horse
And I would want it no other way
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Become More Tall
There is much to learn from a Red Dirt sunset
They are many visual rewards for one and all
When you walk a lake side with many flowers
Peace surrounds you as you become more tall
Like your assigned path of life, it always seems
There are twists and turns not straight or true
But as we traveled on down though the sunset
We avoid the obstacles that were made for you
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Big Sky Fishing
Listen very closely and hear that distant splash
Maybe just a big catfish moving out of his nest
When the golden rays of a sunrise hit the water
Time to pull one in because it's fishing at its best
Memories of big sky fishing come flooding back
When I think on my historical family traditions
For this brings to me inner peace and much joy
Big Sky Fishing happens without any conditions
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Rainy Mountain
Step back in time.. See the 1909 Football Team
Look into faces and see how they used to dream
Kiowas and early Pioneers on the same porch
For these are the people who carried the torch
Native Americans trained in the law on a horse
These are the men who established our course
For these are the people that lead the way
To help make Oklahoma a great State today
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Fishing on Tulsa Time
The Guard approached me and said No!
There is absolutely no fishing here today
So I slowly took my line out of water
As I knew this was not a time to play
To all the fish I looked ever so hopefully
Wishing I could feel their tug on my line
But the Guard explained this is an aquarium
And fishing in here is a punishable crime
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Oklahoma University
Next to Norman is Oklahoma University
A special place to visit in football season
But beauty extends beyond football fields
It can become a great tour with a reason
A chance to see red buildings and flowers
Opportunities to think about a school day
To get fresh air and learn about culture
A place to learn even if OU does not play
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Red Dirt Cows
Inquisitive cows in a red dirt pasture with a train car
It is a special sight to enjoy even when you travel far
It seems almost like going home for I have been told
Therefore will continue to travel on this red dirt road
By looking left, looking right, and maybe southwest
Wih my digital camera ready to photograph the best
And if the creeks continue to stay within their banks
I will find more red dirt for which I will give thanks
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World of Cow
Welcome to the wonderful World of Cow
It is a world where you always know how
Learn how to live a life on a red dirt road
It is in this world I live so I have been told
Thanks for the cows who are along the way
They helped make me what I am today
For in the World of Cow there is no strife
It is in this cow world I love to live my Life
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Wild Pink Roses
There laying hidden against a late summer hue
With green trees shutting out most of their view
Yon can feel the color of wild roses where they lie
As if they were following with a pentrating pink eye
There roots grow in red dirt which is always bright
There leaves become small beacons of a green light
Their feelings can be felt from your head to your toes
There's nothing more beautiful than a wild pink rose
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Governor's Mansion
In Oklahoma where state pride reigns supreme
From the Governor's Mansion to football fields
This new state has much moxie and excitement
Where much beauty is available for windshields
We all worked together and made our Mansion
That special place to host goverment with pride
Walls filled with history and early day memories
Items that will serve future Okies as their guide
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Equine Laureate
What if horses had the pulpit on Sunday morn
Would there be as many people staying home
Or would our Churches be filled to the rafters
To meditate with a horse that is free to roam
What messages would an old horse say to us
Maybe of much love and sayings that forewarn
Maybe just some rules that we could all live by
What if horses had the pulpit on Sunday morn
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No Food Today
The monster ice storm has covered the land
Cause of the ice there will be no food today
So all the farm animals will have to just wait
Til the sun returns and melting is underway
The ice provides beauty on all red dirt roads
As it blankets all barns and every lonely tree
But farm animals in many ice covered fields
Will wait for their food even if they disagree
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Always Available
Some red dirt cowboys know how to cook beans
All red dirt cowboys know how to rope and tie
Some red dirt cowboys can even make a quilt
But one thing they won't ever do is say good-bye
So try to imagine life on the Oklahoma red plains
With early settlers making their dreams come true
Early red dirt cowboys had the best of all worlds
They were always available to love and protect you
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