Pretty Redwing

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There once was an Indian maid,
Who always was afraid,
That some buckaroo would slip it up her flue,
As she lay sleeping the whole night through.

She had an idea grand,
And she filled it up with sand,
So no big buck in search of fuck,
Could reach the promised land.

Oh, the moon shines bright on pretty Redwing.
As she lay sleeping,
There came a creeping,
A cowboy quietly came creeping,
His heart a leaping as he spied her.

Redwing sprang to life,
Whipped out her Bowie knife.
With two quick cuts she severed his nuts
And then she stabbed him in the guts.

The cowboy he did die,
Beneath the prairie sky.
He stretched his luck in search of a fuck,
For Redwing was too sly.

Oh, the moon shines bright on pretty Redwing,
As she lies snoring there hangs a warning:
The cowboy's balls are now adorning
Her teepee awning for all to see.
But to her big surprise,
Her belly began to rise.
And out of her cunt came a little runt
Who had a strange look in his eyes.

Poor Redwing was distressed,
Until the Chief confessed.
You can't pull the wool o'er Sitting Bull-
At fucking I'm the best.

Oh, the moon shines bright on pretty Redwing.
Within her teepee the kid makes peepee.
And poor Redwing constantly is sleepy
As she makes yippee with Sitting Bull.

Keywords: indian, sex