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High Noon in Horseburg
High Noon in Horseburg
High Noon in Horseburg
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High Noon in Horseburg

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Trapped in a living hell of endless cable reruns, 50's TV cowboy Fred Everest and his banjo-playing horse Scalliwag scramble to thwart a bitter rival's scheme to steal their modestly successful show out from under them in this madcap Western satire by Absurd Fantasy author Stephen Lewis.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherStephen Lewis
Release dateJul 5, 2020
ISBN9781005393120
High Noon in Horseburg
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Stephen Lewis

STEPHEN LEWIS is the former UN Secretary-General's special envoy for HIV/AIDS in Africa and director of the Stephen Lewis Foundation. His previous roles include Canadian ambassador to the UN, special advisor on Africa to the UN Secretary-General, and deputy executive director of UNICEF. He was named "Canadian of the Year" by Maclean's magazine in 2003 and one of the 100 most influential people in the world by TIME magazine in 2005.

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    High Noon in Horseburg - Stephen Lewis

    High Noon

    in

    Horseburg

    Stephen Lewis

    2020 Gold Shovel Books

    Copyright ©2020 by Stephen Lewis. All rights reserved.

    Cover and illustrations by James Roberson (jarhumor.com)

    High Noon in Horseburg

    A lonesome bugle twillered and a snare went pat-a-pat. A Palm Springs treble mewled in a fake, folksy baritone while lilting strings roiled lazily, turning like tumbleweed in a breeze:.

    "Of all the heroes in the West,

    This guy is clearly not the best!

    Truth is, he’s barely adequate!

    His name is Fred…

    Fred Everest!"

    We faded up from the title card to a private dining compartment in a covered stage coach, where I and my trusty horse Scalliwag had just finished a somber game of pinochle. Whatever that is.

    We was in root to Horseburg to check on Scalliwag’s Ma and Pa. He hadn’t heareed from'em in over six months, and he couldn’t get nobody he knowed in Horseburg to write him back. Even notes to the Mare’s Office went unanswered, hence our a’fore-mentioned somberarity.

    Inquiries to St. KleenixKleenex brought reports of a mysterious armed

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