The Wily Hunter - Amusing Childrens Poem
The Wily Hunter
once was a wily hunter,
Out on the African plain,
And what this wily hunter did hunt,
Was other wily game.
One day an immense lion,
Chanced to be passing through,
And the wily hunter he did chase,
With all his wily crew.
The lion walked for seven days,
And then for seven more,
The wily hunter went right on after,
Following the lions paw.
But the lion he was clever too,
When saw he’d left a trail,
Knew the wily hunter,
Was on his lion tail.
They tracked and schemed for many a day,
The lion for to find,
But the lion was wise to all their ways,
And left them far behind .
The lion decided then that was it,
On hunter he would dine ,
And thought about roasting on a spit,
Or brazing them in wine.
So back he turned on a different track,
By the banks of a river wide,
His clever plan to attack,
Did boost his lionly pride.
The hunter on the lions path,
For many a longish day,
Was thinking of his nice hot bath,
And missed the rightful way.
So lion crept at hunter,
And hunter did track his prey,
They both were on the same path,
And met at the end of the day.
And so they came up nose to nose,
The wily hunter saw,
That the clever lion in his toes,
Had long and beastly claw.
The hunter brought up his rifle,
To shoot the lion dead,
But the lion moved in a trifle,
And bit off the hunters head.
After said lion unto himself,
I should settle down to rest,
For it will be beneficial to my health,
And help me to digest.