home is 'the hunter home from the hill'
man we is talking some leg work serious
out there hunting in them there messed up hills
trying to find some critter to shoot trap kill
to time bring home to kitchen table cook eat
man that there is some serious effort
today in my home I get up from table seat
walk to fridge cupboards to food eat instant
explains why there are in city rarity few hunters
many home bods couch potato kitchen munchers
Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
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