Hunting With Dad Poem by Garrett Hager

Hunting With Dad

Rating: 5.0


I'm going hunting with my dad.
And trust me it's not bad.

I'm hunting rabbits, and squirrels, and stuff.
I might even hunt in a bluff.

This weekend will be so fun.
Just a father and his son.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
For my B-day I got a small game license from my dad. so this weekend October 13-14 we are going huntin. WOHO
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