Sunday, 28 February 2016

Sunday Poem - I Saw A Jolly Hunter by Charles Causley

I Saw A Jolly Hunter

I saw a jolly hunter 
With a jolly gun 
Walking in the country 
In the jolly sun. 

In the jolly meadow 
Sat a jolly hare. 
Saw the jolly hunter. 
Took jolly care. 

Hunter jolly eager- 
Sight of jolly prey. 
Forgot gun pointing 
Wrong jolly way. 

Jolly hunter jolly head 
Over heels gone. 
Jolly old safety catch 
Not jolly on. 

Bang went the jolly gun. 
Hunter jolly dead. 
Jolly hare got clean away. 
Jolly good, I said.

By Charles Causley

March Hare: Resting by Clare Challice available as limited edition print here.

March Hare: Resting © Clare Challice

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