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May your arrows fly true

and your bullets fly straight

I've learned better to go

Than stay home and wait

 

It's the call of the hunt

That keeps us burning inside

With visions of mountains

And valleys so wide

 

This year has come to a close

With freezers being filled

Some with crazy dumb luck

Others with captivating skill

 

So however you have spent

This entirely short year

Whether chasing elk pigs

Or the bitsy Coues deer

 

Hopefully you have found

A new passion or friend

One that will stay true

And see you through till the end

 

Of this next year we will buy

New trinkets and toys

As thought to be men and women

We are but little girls and boys

 

A new bow a new rifle

A new rod a new reel

Or polish the old one

To give it that lost feel

 

For why I hunt

I cannot begin to explain

For me it eases my mind

And takes away the pain

 

What pain could this be?

I know you want to ask

It's that dang 110" buck

That disappeared into the grass!

 

Happy holidays from the Noble Family

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