Muscle bound

A muscle bound thicko
A trapper invests
In telling the world
On the front of his chest
That he is a trapper
Resigned it appears
To Ambush wild cats
And drive up their fears

Bereft of All reasoning
Cynically
Cowering and skulking
A Permanent sulking
As wicked as anyone
Rotten to the core
Trappers are bastards
Who break every law

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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