Love and Hunting, Part II
“Thank God I despise you,”I declared,
“or I’d want to hear more of that!”
She roared,”I’d tell you of his safaris,
if you weren’t so annoying and bad!”
Said I,“Thank heavens I don’t have to hear
about such an adventurous tale.
Sure, the teller, may look hot in camo,
Bbt in truth, I think she’s made of fail.”
Cried she,”And I’d never think that a jerk
could appreciate a woman of the wild,
even one who’s eyes are so clearly
lingering for a long, long while!”
I screamed,”And I couldn’t tell such a twit,
that she’ll have just as much luck tomorrow,
that my game cameras have been watching here,
and know this game path is by deer followed!”
She yelled,”And I wouldn’t tell such a heel,
that I’ve been watching these woods all week!
And that he might find the bucks active
down by the shores of Anderson Creek!”
I roared,”Certainly I would never offer,
an obnoxious girl a place in my stand,
even if does have clear shooting lanes,
and a sweeping view of the game lands!”
“And I’d never follow such a tool,
even making offers so generous.”
She said it as she gathered up her gear.
“To think I would go is just plain nuts!”
We walked out softly to my tree-stand,
perched up high on a towering oak,
she climbed up first, and despite my anger,
I could not help but to watch the girl go.
And though it was cramped up in that tree,
it gave us both a great view of the grounds,
and we eagerly scanned, seeking more deer…
at least we did when we weren’t making out.
The very next day to her blind we went,
such a masterfully camouflaged tent,
we got no game, critters heard our cries,
and easily sniffed our ‘co-mingled’ scent.
Now I know none of you think this is true,
that I must have made it all up, right?
But I swear to you, it happened this way,
that’s the tale of how I first met my wife.
Copyright © David Welch | Year Posted 2018