....in the 1970s when I studied in the University of Arizona's
Animal Pathology Department in Tucson. In those days,
Doc Pickrell lived in Nogales and practiced on both sides of the
border. Every Thursday, he came through our laboratory door
carrying a stinking carcass or tissue sample, singing his
favorite borderland ditty:

My name is Poncho, I work on a rancho,
I make one dollar a day.
I go to see Suzy, She is a doozy, and
She take my dollar away.

From Cowboy is a Verb: Notes from a Modern-day Rancher by Richard Collins, 2019.


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