When young and untested
he could not figure them out
When old he was uncontested
never went with out
Today he sits on his butt
in a cold and rickity hunting hut
He knows they will come
he knows where from
The morning is butt cold
his butt is bony and old
He lights a sterno
that turns into an inferno
The hut is on fire
the ducks fly higher
He may be able to
forecast a duck
but when it comes to fire
he is a total muck
The Oracle as known to the Duck
ReplyDeleteWas rather lame and out of luck...
His freezing butt
Parked in the hut
Was roasted by the sterno- an Oracle out of luck!
wow chiller.... that is great..love the continuation
ReplyDeleteoh my, i loved this! and? it was me last weekend. gas on leaves. good lord.
ReplyDeleteanother great one grizz.
Loved it! Well done.
ReplyDeleteShoot...I could even see that coming!!!
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........:)well said!
ReplyDeletehahaha - that would be so typical.. I would spend my life savings, travel to the ends of the earth - just looking for answers to the meaning of life and the guy would have burned his own stinking hut down LOL Loved it!
ReplyDeleteOMG- Love this! hahaha!
ReplyDeleteWhat a hoot!
ReplyDeleteA toast to you Old Grizz but not in the same way as your duck shooter. Great work.
ReplyDeleteGood stuff!
ReplyDeleteThat was a nice light hearted turn on something that could have been stodgy on another level. Hey Grizz, I have better internet provider so i am back to bug everyone :)
ReplyDeleteLiked the rhyme, though the plot din't go well into my head. Would come back to read once more.
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