Dale Evans' Horse

Years ago at work, we had
An argument so strong
That people started betting on
Which side was right or wrong.

The quarrel was about the name
Dale Evans called her horse.
Some thought that it was Buttercup;
It’s Buttermilk, of course.

Now Google wasn’t dreamed up yet,
So no one could hi-tech it.
The battle escalated and
We had no way to check it.

Someone did some research, though,
And with old-fashioned clues,
Discovered just the place to go
To get Dale Evans news:

The Roy Rogers Museum,
Which existed way out west.
A call was made, the truth revealed,
A satisfying quest.

But nowadays, such facts are found
With just a few swift clicks.
The fun’s gone out of arguing
With Google in the mix.

I miss those days when bickering
Could get us all shook up,
And we’d debate if Buttermilk
Was really Buttercup!