high up in the sky
scouring the field for its food
the red hawk circles
On a hunting trip Yosemite Sam
shot up a loose can of spam
didn't taste like his usual venison
so took for precaution a spoonful of medicine
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peregrine nosedive
swooping in whilwind spiral
~ lark's last aria
raven glides in sight
disappears behind oak tree
rabbit under bush
When not out clubbing
hey-ho the merry oh
at night with the Inuit
I suspect by intuit
an intrepid Inuk named Nanook
a-hunting walrus he would go
with his trusty harpoon
traipsing 'cross the ice and snow
then when paddling afloat he went
in the harsh Arctic environment
to keep out the bitter cold and damp
in the very bottom of his boat
there was a fiery seal oil lamp
which eventually burned a hole
and without trace into oblivion he sank
with nothing to mark the place
in those deep dark blue depths so dank
even so who can ever forget
this tall tale chilling yet true
as his demise to the pithy proverb gave rise
'You can't have your kayak and heat it too'
Where have all the bison gone
shot by Sharps shooters nearly every one
where have all the shooters gone
done away by Indians more than some
the red man revered the buffalo
of Manitou's abundance living proof
to the white who sent them
to the not-so-happy-hunting grounds
a gold mine on the hoof
the paleface ways in olden days long gone
were somewhat less than perfect
and should be frowned upon
to soldiers bison were target practice
indigenous people to quell
while hunters killed for the hides
by 1884 the Black Hills buffalo death knell
lies were spoken treaties broken
but revenge was none too soon at hand
Sioux Cheyenne Arapaho attacked
and briefly turned the tide
on what was their rightful land
beside the Little Bighorn
one frightful day at Custer's last stand
The hunting of Boojumous Snark,
It ain't but no kind of a lark.
It's best to wear lead,
From toes to the head,
And aim 'twixt the eyes with a quark.
exotic continent of contradictions
remote as remote can be
where deserts and cities coexist
where I can still go safari hunting
with traditional tribes like the Maasai
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The morning was dark and misty
venturing out before the throng
weaving between oak and elder
the path I took was long
I stumbled on a clearing
and fell down upon my knees
it was there I started digging
through discarded wood and leaves
burrowing through the top soil
breaking deeper in the dirt
my fingers and palms wore earth stains
nails had worked to earn their worth
sensing something beneath the surface
of what was left behind
reaching in with all purpose
the hand I found was mine.
black panther
two eyes in the night
hunter on the loose
body dysmorphia from...
an overactive optic nerve
speculation on the dating and self worth market
get a phone book and stay inside
homeless people exist
we are not clean for we do not have civil rights
the illness is in the occupation of the united states of america
welcome to the civil war
Elmer Fudd went hunting for a big prized Turkey.
A Big Gobbler he heard, Gobble near an Oak Tree..
He aimed his rifle, fired a shot!
Missed, Fell back, landed on his butt!
The Turkey saw, ran, and laughed uncontrollably!
I wish everyone a festive
Thanksgiving with family
and friends. Stay safe
out there, enjoy your tasty
meals, and give thanks
for this joyous occasion.
God bless everyone and all
you love...
Oh Deer
Look deer, a deal.
Steering wheel swerved.
My meal on wheels.
Deer-ly Departed
Hunter hunted.
See there’s Freddy -
stopped dead in tracks.
Just Look Up Fool
High beam dreamer.
Should occur to
him; heir on roof.
Hibernation Hideout
Bern let cub go.
Small bear-throw safe
in fro-zen sleep.
My cat Anna
She likes to slide
Anna Banana
Coming in wide
Riding on the slimy peel
Paws stained bright yellow
Chasing after her next meal
Furry white mouse fellow
Stopping short, missing the turn
Sliding past the bait
Doesn't learn, feeling the burn
Tasty treat will have to wait
Mouse scurries out the gate
Poor cat always late
The red cat feels heat
From her paws as she pounces
On the grasshopper
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