Shy Ann

Pale faced and nondescript

until you don the warpaint,

Dances with Wolves.

Wary of the white man

speaking with forked tongue.

Brave intentions,

you lead the war party

to the Big Horn.

Young Guns –

Beware

The Squaw

on the warpath.

Rattlesnake smile.

Hidden behind

the tribal colours.

A string of scalps

hanging from your belt.

Little

            White

                        Dove.