Lyle and the Hunter

Along the mountain came the hunter,

gunning for ole Lyle.

He had his gun loaded and was so intent

on acquiring a new winter coat.

That as he walked along the path,

he hummed a song in his throat and smiled.

Ole lyle, he heard the hunter a mile away,

and thought to himself, "That hunter seems pretty gay."

"I Think I'll creep up behind him, and make his day."

The Hunter, he was intent, on getting himself a winter coat.

He walked through the woods, for hours and hours

Through pine needle filled galleys, and leafy Bowers,

The aspens swayed as he heard a sound,

and then he turned around.

Ole lyle, he'd heard the hunter a mile away,

and that poor hunter, never had a chance.

And as the fall progressed he danced around,

in his newly tanned suede coat.

Christopher H. Holte