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Everything Else => Off Topic => Topic started by: predator77 on November 27, 2009, 04:48:47 PM
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The Predator Hunter.
The passion of the predator hunter is one that runs deep.
For he will go nightly, lack warmth, lack sleep.
The darker the better, his red lens will sweep
Through iced over fields and valleys so steep.
For flaming red eyes and a silhouette body.
It may be a fox or the elusive coyote.
All steps were taken the call was in tune.
He sits in anticipation, awaiting the big boom.
An eruption from barrel the hunter sets free.
An new love is born, a predator hunter is he.
Respect for the animal and memories I'll keep.
We are the hunter of hunters, a wolves among sheep.
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did you write that ian? good job.
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Yes sir, just thinking about the harsh weather ahead when most hunters will being staying inside. No us though.
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very cool P77.....i like it!! ;)
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Good job.
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I like
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We've been needing a poet on here for some time.
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I know predator hunting means something different to everyone. Feel free to add to it.
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predator77
It could not have been written better; it even politely explains to others that men are the top carnivore, bar none.
Ernie
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Buckwheat what the heck do you know? Happy holidays
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Foxpro51
I know more then I care to sometimes, but always just enough to get me in trouble. LOL Happy holiday to you and all others on the board.
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The cold and snow is just about here.
O-yes these days are so near.
With tracks in the snow and dreams of were they lead.
Make one envision a carnivore at the end of his bead.
Ernie
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Ah you can tell when someone has caught the predator calling hunting fever they start to write poetry about.....Poetry in Motion!!!!!!!
Good job!!!!!
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Very Nice Ian. Thank You.