Cowpokes & Poets T-shirt

Ol' cowboy Ed wasn't much use on the cattle drive.  Real broody sorta feller, and mighty creepy at night round the campfire.  He sure could turn a phrase though.  Not sure what caused him to become ill...we just chalked it up to the dysentery. Buried him just outside Wichita clutching the last thing he ever scribbled:

Lo, my heart lies black
'Neath atmosphere so blue;
For I loathe each pitiful morning 
When I hear the cow moo.

By golly, I miss that weirdo. 

• Ultra Soft 60% Organic Cotton/40% Polyester Blend 
• Soft Touch Screen Print
• Screen Printed Inside Label 
• Reinforced Neck Seam Tape 
• Sendero Woven Labels