Trapped Poem by soren Barrett

In my youth I trapped muskrats. The jaws of the trap would clamp down on their leg but if the traps were not checked quickly they would chew their leg off and get away. If caught above ground they would have to be clubed on the head so as not to spoil the fur. Because of this we would set traps below water so they would drown before they could chew their leg off. Since then I have stopped all trapping and even fishing.