Huntin’ With The Pack

MDStone

Huntin’ With The Pack

 

Senses are sharp as a tack

Got the scent, starting to track

You can run, but you ain’t coming back

‘Cause tonight I’m huntin’ with the pack

 

Yapping, causes nerves to crack

There is no need to talk any smack

We trackin’ down us a little snack

‘Cause tonight I’m huntin’ with the pack

 

Wiley, we just have a knack

Surrounding our pray, just like you, Jack

Way down low or top of the stack

‘Cause tonight I’m huntin’ with the pack

 

On the pond a duck goes quack

Running away, well that’s just whack

Try to outwit our coyote hack

‘Cause tonight I’m huntin’ with the pack

 

The night, is now dark and black

Come daylight we’ll all hit the sack

Come on y’all, pick up the slack

‘Cause tonight I’m huntin’ with the pack

  • Author: MDStone (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 5th, 2024 20:50
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