The Varmint Hunt
The varmints I hunt either bark or squawk
Mostly coyotes, badgers, owls and hawks
I use Burnham Brother’s predator call
Works better if set-up up on something tall
The best varmint hunts are all done at night
With a predator call and big flash light
Done right the call makes a hideous screech
The varmints will come if the sound's in reach
Call for a bit, then shine the light around
If they’re coming in their eye can be found
This one night we were doing very well
In came the coyotes, too many to tell
I heard a sound, made me look up above
An owl with claws out, was making a buzz
We hit the deck, down as fast as we could
A giant horned owl attacked where we stood
The call mimics a wounded rabbit’s scream
That sound brings the varmints to the scene
Instead of the varmints being the prey
The owl turned things around the other way
Copyright © Charles Sides | Year Posted 2011
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