i work for the state. i go huntin, fishin, and anything outdoors. i have dreams of owning a 500 acre farm some day.
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The Southern Hunt by Clayton KrauseGrab my coat, grab my gun to the night were gonna have some fun. The dogs are howlin, the coons are growlin. There hot on the trail nippin at his tail. Hurry! Hurry! Find a tree the coon is no longer free. The General Lee my faithful gun and all of a sudden that coon is done in a quick motion were back in rush stumblin and tearin through the rigid brush.On the horizon the moon is low givin off its last glow as the old rooster begins to crow. The night is over but we still have work as the dog and I give off a smirk. We walk in the gate a little too late. As I tack the coons apon the wall some lookin a little small but Johnny Reb and I got them all. The dog and I both start to grin cause tomorrow night we do it again.