Catfish & Wild Hogs OR Did You Know a Pig Could Laugh?
It’s huntin’season in West Kerr County
And the hunters will all soon be here
They’re comin’ to shoot a big ol’ buck
Just like they do each and every year.
Some come here from the big city
And each year there seem to be more
But the ones that are comin’ now
Should hear the tales of the ones before.
Last year a big group came here
Like it seems they’ve done forever
And they set up a real nice camp
On a hill above the Guadalupe River.
But every time they went to the blinds
Wouldn’t you know as sure as you’re born
All of the feeders would be empty
The ol’ wild hogs had eaten the corn.
Finally they went and caught some catfish
Since they didn’t have any meat
Cause none of them had shot a deer
So they didn’t have anything to eat.
The fish were cleaned and put on ice
And they were all hungry as can be
So all of them went down to the river
To break wood from the limbs of a tree.
Alone
with you
in the shed
behind the house
where your picture hangs
I dreamed of our time together
And slept it away because
There was no alone with you
Because there is no shed
Behind the house with
A picture of you
It was just a dream.
K.B. Whitley
When they got back the camp was wrecked
And it looked to be full of big movin’ logs
The ice chest was turned upside down
And the fish eaten by the ol’ wild hogs.
Well they had about all they could take
So their old pickup they did load
And when they were headed into town
All the deer were wavin’ beside the road.
So sometimes real late at night
When you’re away from the city and the crowd
You can hear the deer snicker a little
And them ol’ hogs just a laughin’ out loud.
Jimmy Counts
Cenizo
First Quarter 2018
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