Battling Joe Ennis
rode slowly through
Black Cat Canyon
his grey steely eyes
scanning forwards and sideways
for in this place
the Wolf Packs
were always on the prey,
up ahead in the distance
he could see the
storm clouds gathering and
seeking shelter had to be
his main goal now.

SUDDENLY
from up above
a voice rang out!!!!!

"come on Battling Joe
 bed for you me lad
 it's gone nine don't yer know"

so Battling Joe Ennis
went away to bed to dream of
other places and
other battles waiting to be won.