Deer

I went up on the mountain huntin' some deer,
I shot one dead and brought it back here.

I drug it to a tree where others had been,
I hung it up there so it could be skinned.

I took out my knife and I took off my coat,
I slit that deer from it's gullet to it's throat!

I took the stuff out and made a big gut pile,
While all you fools stood around with a real big smile.

After I cut it up my freezer was full,
That'a a lot of meat and that ain't no bull.

I took out some meat and I threw it in the skillet,
My belly was empty and I was goin' to fill it!

I cooked up the best steaks that you ever saw,
For some real fine cookin' come to Arkansas!

I whipped up some 'taters and some beans,
I fried some bread to go with my greens.

Don't mess with me while I'm eatin' or you'll get cuffed,
I ate and ate until I got stuffed.

Now with a beer and a very full belly,
I sat on the couch and watched the telly.

And there on the wall was that twelve point rack,
I'll sure be dreamin' of that after I hit the sack.

I tanned the hide and I hung it too,
There'll be plenty more up there before I'm through.

That's another throphy that I hung up,
Now I have a tale to tell my friends when they say "Whassup?"

RDW aka handy