The Gazelle That Got Away

There once was a hunter called Ray,
Who went big game shooting one day.
As he stalked a gazelle,
A lion caught his smell,
And the predator became prey.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Dietrich Avatar
May 12, 2011 at 8:27 PM
Hey there, just rereading one of your great limericks, jack. Keep up with those limericks. You have a talent with humor.
Foulk Avatar
April 7, 2011 at 1:07 PM
loved this creative Limerick. thank you for reading The Old Train Depot and for your comment
Sweetheart Avatar
March 30, 2011 at 7:16 AM
Jack this is not only cool but wise my friend.. great entry for the contest.. a unique spin on the one that got away..good luck luv.. enjoyed as always ...
Devonshire Avatar
March 29, 2011 at 12:48 PM
Wow! Powerful last line, Jack. It seems that under nature's laws all predators become prey at one time or another. Really enjoyed the humor, but the message came through like a tornado bursting into a mobile home park. (LOL) Sure to be a winner in the "one that got away" contest! Love, Carolyn
Dietrich Avatar
March 28, 2011 at 3:56 PM
Great limerick, jack, keep them coming!
Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace