Best Trackers Poems

While rambling like a vagabond in a seraphic poetic submersion, in a remote region, witnessed the most captivated sight ever, 
a sleeping valley rippled in wild blooms, as sparkling in mystical celestial beam, in the mesas of the clouds, the Dzukou Valley, 
a remote dale...

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Each day in Tombstone as tourists watch
The OK Corral gunfight plays out
Reenactments staged by the locals
The Earps always prevail in this bout

Saunter down to the Bird Cage Theater
Now a museum in this Old West town
Actors aren’t needed to play roles
The original cast is still around

Sixteen...

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Dragon got excited, just the other day
He wanted to meet his Dragon friend Drag
Way out in that Lone Star Texas State

So he donned his really big Texas boots and hat
Put his courageous penguins right there, on his back
They too, were dressed in their cowboy best,...

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Trackers follow the animals, 
herd them towards the waiting guns.
Big money paid by lazy hunters
who just want some trophies.

Not for them the slog through bush
they want an easy kill.
A bit or two taken to hang on walls
meat left where they fell.

Uncaring if they are endangered
they...

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Some persons wanted Him to be killed
Others planned to tie Him up or to expel
Plans of polytheists of Ka’bah, He was revealed
He moved to Medina, with a mission to propel

Besiegers followed Him, to track
Tracking led them unto a cave
Searched with vengeance, to unleash a brutal...

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A ruthless pirate called Albert McSheel
Got caught and offered his captors a deal
A framed map of his treasure
His parrot for good measure
And a promise to never again steal.

A month later he was back on the sea
He had lied and was robbing ruthlessly
And while McSheel was...

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Woken up angry
Discontent
Woke up on the wrong side of bed
Couldn’t find the lil expensive box
I hold in my hand

It brings me music
It brings me sound
So angry I couldn’t find it
So angry it wasn’t around

This lil expensive box
I hold in my hand
We are attached
Like blood in...

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that delightfully delicate desert rose,
that same alluring adenium multiflorum bearing the wondrous pinkish-fuchsia petals & white outlining angles 
brings with it the death-sap used by hunters in africa,
that which in a barrage of many poison soaked arrows
will slowly kill a giraffe as it tries so...

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Brian The Veggie Lion

The trackers all dressed in their safari suits
Trekked over plains in their safari boots
In search of an animal that was called Brian
A statuesque beast in the shape of a lion

Skin prickling chills as they sensed he was near
But the park ranger said...

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He goes slowly, a turtle in motion
Goes all day long, never says a word
The desert sand is dry and hot, it tells the tale
They are his problem, finding them is his solution
The bird and the breeze plays his song, nothing else can be heard
A sip...

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Byron McGovern (true story 1900)

At Denowan near Goodooga,
lived Mc Govern so they say,
At a Church of England mission,
Aubrey lived there anyway,

now Byron McGovern got arrested,
Black Trackers they said sure,
in jail he was invested,
his tracks came to the door,

the murderer was cunning,
tiptoed to Byrons' camp,
pulled on...

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We want to heal-
scab stealers wont allows us too 
sneaking up on us-
giving us new busy work
side trackers –
killing us 
the only hope we had left 
invested in our progeny. 
progenitors
Our children become our ancestors
Arrested -
Denied freedom.
assaulted, 
Degrading us our offspring.
They make examples out of...

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TRACKER
A Bushman Tracker knows the way to follow horses here...every hoof is different
He’ll find the track one hoof placed wrong........all have different tracks
And remember it a year!.........If he is an Aussie BushmanTracker
He’d know the colour of the horse 
By the hair left on the ground...

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WARNING, this may not be to your taste about hunting paedophiles and keeping kids safe,,

we are hunters from around the world,
looking out for our boys and girls,
keeping them safe when there on line,
trying to protect them all of the time,

there is admins and decoys and...

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Fetchers of slippers, retrievers of sticks.
Anytime nappers, performers of tricks.
Furry lap warmers and guards of our doors.
Muddy paw trackers across our clean floors.
Happy tail waggers whose love never ends.
Constant companions and dearest of friends.

Dedicated to My Tasha Girl....

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