"No Me In Team"
You walk into a 7-11 only to be stared at
Wearing your camo and your floppy hat
Buying a red bull and a Dew for the ride
Everyone still thinks you're a terrorist
Confused as to why you are dressed the way you are
Brush you off with merely a thought
"Another one of those crazy hunters"
Why do we do this?
The late nights and the early mornings
The cold wind and rain
The complaining girlfriend
Everyone still thinks you're a terrorist
Confused as to why you are dressed the way you are
Brush you off with merely a thought
"Another one of those crazy hunters"
Why do we do this?
The late nights and the early mornings
The cold wind and rain
The complaining girlfriend
The loss of sleep and the long weeks at work
The constant threat of equipment failure
The worries of blue bird skies
And not enough wind
Why do we do this?
Because the lure of a morning spent in a duck blind
Among friends is just to strong, and with a
A bottle of Whikey
The constant threat of equipment failure
The worries of blue bird skies
And not enough wind
Why do we do this?
Because the lure of a morning spent in a duck blind
Among friends is just to strong, and with a
A bottle of Whikey
And pack of Chokes,
What could go wrong?
H7HT sits still as the mornings sun starts to warm
All around you the world suddenly seems alive
Full of possibilities for the day
As the minutes tick by, the opening bell rings
You grip on your death stick ready to slay.
Shooting time
Why do we do this?
The moment all becomes clear
As a team we act in unison
And in this moment we are defined
The lure of being a duck hunter
In purist of the ultimate game bird
Is just to great.
All the time and effort that is put into this adventure
With buddies and Lisa on the drive
I am a duck hunter and this is my moment
Die Greenie die.
1 comment:
My life as a poet has been equaled!
You are a craftsman of the finest duck poetry I have seen in many eons. Welcome to the poetry slam Fred G.
BDF.
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