An Ode to Pickups

This is one of my earliest poems, and was written in imitation of cowboy poetry/music (somewhat to make fun of that genre.) I'd like to credit Conner Chapman with the idea.

A Cowboy's Poem to Pickups 3/6/2008
Once there was a cowboy, who lived out on the plain.
He loved to drive his pickup truck down the dusty lane.
Once, while he was drivin' quick, out to feed his cattle,
(For he'd much rather press the gas than sit up in a saddle)
He went rollin' in the dirt, his truck had disappeared.
It was gone along with all those tools he'd got at Sears.
Then he 'membered 'bout the rapture, and how God's own would go.
His truck was taken, and he'd been left to mope there in the snow.