By Caleb Culverhouse

Jingle bells, Ashley smells
Shirley laid an egg
The truck had a flat
And the deer got away


Hunting days, hunting days
Deers be aware, Caleb has a sharp eye
Packing a hot loaded rifle yeah!

**My eleven year old wrote this
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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October 28, 2010 at 2:24 PM
Thanks again for the comment . I liked the poem your eleven year old wrote very cute. luv Debra Eckstein
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October 27, 2010 at 4:00 AM
He's got a talent Doris, and I'm not against hunting. As long as they follow the path's of the Indians and take what they need and don't kill for the sake of it >> James
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October 25, 2010 at 7:23 AM
I am not quite sure that a young boy should go hunting, Doris! I have lived for many years in paua New Guinea and had too shoot pigs and cattle and really did not feel well with this. My uncle was a great hunter and he was shot while being hunting at Normandy, France during WWII by French partisans and what is even more rediculous, he himself was of French origin. Thank you for your kind comments. I had a very good time with my guests!...Gert
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October 24, 2010 at 7:10 PM
Smile ~ I guess that beats a bow & arrow ~ Smile ~ I remember when I was young, I did a lot of hunting also with my uncles; some things just run in the family I suppose; as a matter of fact, I believe its almost deer season now is it not!? ~ Tell Young Caleb Kudos &, "My Love & Warmth to 'You Always' &, All You Love," John! ~ Smile, "Have A Very 'Blessed & Beautiful' Night 'Dear, Lovely Doris Culverhouse;' See 'Your Beauty' Upon The Range &, 'Sweet Dreams!'":) ~
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October 24, 2010 at 5:27 PM
i can tell you right now. this kid is normal. john
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October 24, 2010 at 5:24 PM
Love the poem D. you've been hanging with me too long the funnies have infected you. by the way I can tell you what you can do with me. no I can't. there's people watching. :-) Naughty
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October 24, 2010 at 5:18 PM
Caleb's writing had me laughing out loud, Doris. Thanks for sharing this with us. He must be quite a boy! Love, Carolyn
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October 24, 2010 at 5:07 PM
Well his rhyme is perfect and I remember when Grandma Sara made him post a few on her list too so keep them coming Caleb.. enjoyed your little ditty of a poem tonight ...with luv..
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