I’ve been advised by a gang of Elk within the woods that I’ve a gifted tongue. Elk calling isn’t one thing that’s God-given reward. Relatively it’s one thing that’s perfected over years and years of apply and endurance. (Learn with a Morgan Freeman pronunciation).
Within the whispering woods of the wild, wild west,
The place the elk roam free and the hunt is the take a look at,
With bow or with rifle, the problem is obvious,
Via tall timber trails, the prize attracts close to.
The crisp morning air, the fun of the chase,
Elk bugles echo, setting the tempo,
Silent steps within the stillness, a hunter’s delight,
Within the fantastic wild woods, from daybreak till night time.
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