~ The Great White Hunter?


~ The Great White Hunter?
they site they shoot

they shot they site

until they hit their target right

an annual ritual has begun

bonding; man and his gun
not quite the challenge as before 

luring their victims with salt block and more

with pride majestic creatures at their feet

trusting, dying in defeat
how many tables do venison adorn?

or walls mounted with the great stags horn?

not quite the challenge as once before

lurking their victims with salt block and more:
the great white hunter ceased to exist

when commercialism brought tactics as this

and empty set the many shelves

though the hunter proclaims, ” I got him myself”.
O’Prunty 

11/2002

11/27/15 Revised

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