tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149217012399643733.post7805417986773653849..comments2023-12-06T00:48:23.734-08:00Comments on Daily Writing Practice: Monday August 22nd, 2011Marchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14952331166517430843noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149217012399643733.post-80341683349369977882011-08-27T14:37:57.820-07:002011-08-27T14:37:57.820-07:00Rounding up all his men. Although his name is Hunt...Rounding up all his men. Although his name is Hunter Bill he prefers to work in four (just to be safe). One day he put a gun up to my face, the day was so hot it burnt my skin, which is why I have that scar. From then on, we were rivals until we die.Rubynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149217012399643733.post-21861177347601762542011-08-25T22:50:07.132-07:002011-08-25T22:50:07.132-07:00Unknown - I really enjoyed the rhythm of your poem...Unknown - I really enjoyed the rhythm of your poem, and I think that's a great ending couplet.Marchttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14952331166517430843noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149217012399643733.post-84558847255178553652011-08-23T23:49:18.896-07:002011-08-23T23:49:18.896-07:00The hunter, look what he's done; look at the h...The hunter, look what he's done; look at the heads that he's won.<br />The hunter, gracefully fronts with a gun; gracefully stalks the prey on the run.<br />The hunter, he shoots while it runs; he shoots what's a fawn.<br />The hunter, he knows what he's done; he loads the truck and he's goneAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05271637752784152963noreply@blogger.com