Bounty Hunters (1962)
My older brother cautioned me,
lean the rifle against the fence while climbing,
rest it easy under the arm while walking.
He showed me how the slug from a 12 guage
could enter the engine block
of an old ford pick up truck in the gravel pit at
Cleason Synder’s farm.
There we hunted ground hogs.
Life saving action for the Holsteins,
a cow could break a leg down a ground hog hole,
at fifty cents a pelt we were eager to comply.
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