Off To The Hunt...

The Spackling is dry,

Primed are the walls

So Soon I will fly -

a hunting trip calls.

The Gear is in a stash

In the trunk of my car

I'm off to get some cash

Or I won't get too far.

Then into the night

I'll head the old Ford

Oh what a site

an old fat man aboard

Well that would be me

headed off to the hunt

and quite hopeful to see

a deer that's not a runt.

All the best,

Glenn B

No blogging until Sunday...