A full-fledged gun cannot endure <br />The trifling of an amateur; <br />Poor marksmanship its temper spoils <br />And this is why the gun recoils. <br /> <br />A self-respecting gun I’m sure <br />Delights to jar the amateur <br />And thinks that it is no disgrace <br />To kick his shoulder out of place. <br /> <br />Moral <br /> <br />When you go out to hunt, my son <br />Prepare to circumvent your gun <br />And on your shoulder firmly bind <br />A pillow of the largest kind.<br /><br />Ellis Parker Butler<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-hunter-22/
