MEAT ON THE TABLE

Dad sent me out with grandpa’s cap and ball gun.
He told me to bring meat because the supply was low
I loved that gun; I shot everything I could just for fun
Then I reached in the pouch and all the shot was gone.

No meat! dad was gonna kill me, that was for sure
I looked and there were four pigeons in an oak tree
I loaded the gun and pushed the ramrod in tight
I fired and the ramrod went clean through three.

The forth pigeon was knocked off into the stream
I went in after it; my coveralls filled up with fish
They were so heavy that with joy I began to scream
I could not believe the sight that lay before me.

I had so many fish a button popped of my overalls
The button flew across the stream and killed a buck
When the deer fell his horn impaled a squirrel
The squirrel had a acorn in it mouth, I was in luck.

It flew out hit an elk that had been fighting with a bear
The elk went over a near by cliff a hundred feet down
The bear hung on to the elk; he had food and didn't care
Well! Needless to say we had enough meat for the winter.

---RJ

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lol! too funny.
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A comedy of errors leading a to cupboard full of manna.