Hi, all, I am searching for a recitation of a cowboy poem, as performed by a guy in Houston (who may do a radio show there), named (Jack or Joe?) Segal or Seigel or some such. It is about cowboys loving 'canned tomaters' as the only produce they have on the trail, and after payday they head into town with their money, go out for dinner, and ask for the familiar 'canned tomaters.' I am sorry I do not have more information but am hopeful the 'Cat may come through again!