spring turkey hunting poem.


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When winters here, springs in my head, my hunts of past ,dreams in my bed ,When the long winter weans, Signs of spring it soon brings,With natures rejoice,The first gobble is my choice, Soon life becomes a scramble, To get as much as I can handle, Time spent on spring ground, Is still the best time all around.

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When winters here, springs in my head, my hunts of past ,dreams in my bed ,When the long winter weans, Signs of spring it soon brings,With natures rejoice,The first gobble is my choice, Soon life becomes a scramble, To get as much as I can handle, Time spent on spring ground, Is still the best time all around.

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Nice, but that just shot my poem down!!! lol grin.gif

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