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HUNTING
by Peter J Benson
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It's that time of year.

There’s scratches!
To find them there’s shit.
They’re hunting bears in the woods
And childhood in their life.
Investigating droppings
And claw marks.
Trampled ferns for trails.
Buying store provided urine stink
To avoid being noticed
By the prey
And then come home to the wife
They complain about.

Brag about their skill in hunting
And all the girls they shot
And the one they’ll get tomorrow
She’s hot!!
Just like the antlers they saw today
But didn’t bag.
Their fisher friends are the same.
They didn’t bag that one too
But it was big
And we’ll get it tomorrow
With the new bait.

In the bar the women are using the old bait.
And it’s big
Sometimes.
Only to hook, only to shoot
That one time.
Get that good rack once.
But it missed.
And the stale piss suit
And the beer
And the stories fold into a cars trunk
When the hunter says
I’m going home to the wife.



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Reviewed by Ronald Hull 11/14/2004
I used to hunt. Ate every thing I shot. Never bragged in bars. The hardest game were two-legged dears that often got away. ;-)

Ron
Reviewed by Lawrance Lux 11/9/2004
Disgruntled--aren't We; must have not gotten your trophy! Actually a very good write. lgl
Reviewed by Fr. Kurt Messick 10/28/2004
:-)
Reviewed by jude forese 10/25/2004
it makes you really wonder who's shooting who?
Reviewed by Kate Clifford 10/25/2004
Many types of hunting are dealt with, within this write. The tales of hunters go on and on...........

Great write.
Reviewed by Sue Hess 10/25/2004
I HATE DEER SEASON!! just the idea of all those guys who never touch a gun all year, loading up with booze and piss and vinegar and heading for the woods scares me to death. my grandson broke his arm three weeks ago and my first thought was...he can't go deer hunting LOL