Johnny the Kid

Back in my cowboy days, when I was roaming the prairie, when it really was a wild, wild west, I met a young gunslinger named William Bonnie. He asked me if I would like for him to make me famous, but I told him I wasn't really interested. Being famous, seems to me, to be overrated. Anyhow, it turns out it was a good thing I didn't take him up on it, since the name he was most known by back then, was Billy the Kid. And the way he made people famous, was by killing them.
There were a lot of colorful characters in the West at that time. People like Wild Bill Hillcock, Calamity Jane, Wyatt Earp, Doc Holliday, Jesse James, & Cole Younger. I met a few of 'em, and I still can remember the sight of 'em as if it were yesterday.
When I was doing some scouting for the army under General George Armstrong Custer, I met a Sioux Indian Chief and Medicine Man, named Crazy Horse. And Yessir, he was crazy as a bedbug. I think he was high as a kite on some them peyote buttons. Anyways, long story short, he told me I might not want to rejoin Custer's force of soldiers, since he was planning on wiping 'em out. It was a tough call to make. On one hand, I felt maybe I should warn Custer of what was coming, and on the other hand, I really liked the idea of keeping my scalp on my head. The Indians back then, liked to scalp their enemies. At least the dead ones. And that pretty much clinched it. I felt bad about Custer, but he was a bit of a sissy boy with all that long blond hair. 'Course, it probably ended up on Crazy Horse's Lodge, but at least I got to keep mine.
It was a truly wild time back then. I think about it often.