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Gordon H - Inventor
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Please be a Safe Shooter!
TEN “SILLY” SHOOTERS
Ten keen clay pigeon shots banging down the line, one gun was out of proof and then there were nine.
Nine chaps out rabbiting stopped to cross a gate, one forgot to break his gun and then there were eight.
Eight city bankers came down from town to a shoot in Devon, someone followed through the line and then there were seven.
Seven sporting farmers ratting round the ricks, a trigger pull was over light and then there were six.
Six cheery fowlers, in mud were said to thrive, one plugged his barrels with it and then there were five.
Five joke telling clay shots forgot the simple chore, (Safety) laughed loud and swung their guns about and then there were four.
Four crafty poachers charged a hedge to flee, a trigger caught behind a twig and then there were three.
Three thirsty beaters with a nice cool pint in view, someone fired into a bush and then there were two.
Two neighbouring farmers dazzled by the sun, one shot a low bird and then there was one.
One veteran sportsman loved his trusty hammer gun, caught it in his watch chain and then there was none!
Anon
Nine chaps out rabbiting stopped to cross a gate, one forgot to break his gun and then there were eight.
Eight city bankers came down from town to a shoot in Devon, someone followed through the line and then there were seven.
Seven sporting farmers ratting round the ricks, a trigger pull was over light and then there were six.
Six cheery fowlers, in mud were said to thrive, one plugged his barrels with it and then there were five.
Five joke telling clay shots forgot the simple chore, (Safety) laughed loud and swung their guns about and then there were four.
Four crafty poachers charged a hedge to flee, a trigger caught behind a twig and then there were three.
Three thirsty beaters with a nice cool pint in view, someone fired into a bush and then there were two.
Two neighbouring farmers dazzled by the sun, one shot a low bird and then there was one.
One veteran sportsman loved his trusty hammer gun, caught it in his watch chain and then there was none!
Anon