Small town guy fighting crime in a big city, tackling life headfirst with my four-legged partner Maximus.


Pacific Northwest born and raised,
in the forest is where I spent most of my days.
Chilling out, maxing, relaxing all cool,
shooting my slingshot at trees after school.
When a couple of squirrels, they were up to no good,
started making trouble in my acre-wood.
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared and said
“You’re moving to the city so your life will be spared”.
I whistled for a horse and when it came near,
its hooves shook the ground and moved in high-gear.
If anything I could say that this horse was rare,
but shrugged, shouted “Yaah!” and rode off through the glare.
Reined up to the Needle about seven or eight
and yelled to the pony “Yo, fleas smell you later!”
Looked at my city away from the cattle,
proud as can be, a new man of Seattle.
- Greg Haney, 2013