Poem -
Moose on the loose
There’s a moose on the loose,
in the fog,
in newfoundland.
Hunters having troublesÂ
with his double barrelÂ
 out of sight.
Poor old buggerÂ
 got a trail of bloodÂ
right behind.
Led the guyÂ
Right to were
That poor old  Â
moose WillÂ
meet he’sÂ
Demise.
Finely found the mooseÂ
on his last breath,
behind a grassy patch.
Just has buddy leaned inÂ
To check his kill.
The moose got the last laugh
Kicked buddy in the grill.
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Comments
A brilliant example of tragicomedy I seriously enjoyed that!
Thanks
Dear Eddy,
I hope the Moose was playing possum, and lying in wait for his attacker. Then, I hope he kicked his mouth so hard, the guy choked to death on all his teeth. I guess you can tell, I'm an animal lover, and detest these bastards who go out, and hunt down these beautiful animals.
On a lighter note, when I was very young, we used to do jokes about fictional books and their authors.
One of the funniest ones was "Antlers In The Treetop", by Who Goosed The Moose.
Love,
Larry xxx
We eat the moose.it’s not for sport it’s a local delicacy ..moose are over populated and people die on the highway from moose vehicle accidents. ..and there not indiginus they were introduced to our island a long time ago .. caribou is diff story they are indigenous and low in numbers here the moose is almost a pest here .. but yes they are beautiful creatures and if people cant slow down on the hiway it’s there own fault for hitin them lol