Not Alone

Not Alone

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Dehmer, Kurt
There is something to be said for flesh upon bone.
For friends new and old, and horses you’ve known.
A quarter in each pannier, a quarter on each back
Buddies carry meat, but the shooter packs the rack.

There is something to be said for meat upon bone.
Thank God for good buddies,
‘Cause nobody, but nobody,
Packs out elk all alone.
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