‘Twas almost the season, and throughout the land,
Trappers were frantically making waxed sand
They had their traps rusted, then dyed like a pro,
Their bait all chopped nicely and ready to go.

The prices this year looked pretty darned bad
But populations were up, and for that I was glad.
Maybe those scumbags who like stealing gear,
Will lose some of their vigor, and stay home this year.

But if trapping is dead now and gone by the way
There’s always Tman. What can I say?
I can pontificate on, and sit with the best,
I’m an armchair trapper and can blab with the rest

Maybe I’ve never set nary a trap,
But I can dish out the stories and not shut my yap,
That are nothing but lies, it’s all in my mind
I talk and imagine a wilderness line.

The stinkiest bait that’s ever been made
Is down at the fur shed. It’ll not fade
The EPA’s nervous, they’re all up in arms
They think I’m a terrorist, building stink bombs.

When the line’s all been checked, and the catch is put up,
And the whiskey is tasty, (I’m having a cup),
And I boot the computer, and call up Tman
And catch up with friends from all over the land.

There’s Posco and Sharon, Leftlane and Ness.
I’ll read their day’s entries. What a big mess!
They’re not trapping critters, cuz the prices just suck,
But their words are of interest, and might bring me luck.

Of frost-scraping beaver, I wanna know more,
Looking for Boco to tell me the score.
Then there’s neat leather jackets and designs made of beads,
From mister k snow, a craftsman indeed.

I go there quite often, to Tman I mean,
To learn about trapping from white-seventeen.
Or if I need info, I just gotta dig.
and I’ll learn how to do things like castrate a pig.

I’ll need nothing more, this Christmas season.
Than to open up Tman, I don’t need a reason
There’s always some interest in threads that I see,
From Tatiana or Lugnut, Law Dog or JP.

And the warm winter’s greetings, It’s my daily goal,
To find the old photo, from the one we call Mole.
So this holiday season, Merry Christmas to all!
And thank God for Tman, and a shout-out to Paul.

That took some time and was a good read. Thanks for posting gulo!

Very nice! Great job and Merry Christmas Gulo!

Very good read.

Merry Christmas to all!

Put me right in the spirit!

Excellent post Gulo i am going to make a few copies and hang them at good spots or send them to other trappers I know

Vazhnaya mysl': vas zdes' lyubyat i tsenyat. Traditsionnaya pauza, nalili ryumki vodki. Odin predlozhil v noch', ostal'nym ponravilos'. Tebe, Dzhek. Vy nezamenimy.

That was great.

Sharon’s in the spirit too! Gulo, it must be Freudian in nature, but when I spell out your handle my spell check corrects to “gulp”. Merry Christmas!

Christmas greetings to you and to all, I love reading Tman from winter to fall

Great poem Jack! You're a genuine wordsmith if there ever was one..

Merry Christmas to all!
Great poem Gulo

OUTSTANDING !!

Very funny and cute! Makes me happy to be a part of it all!

Nice poem it put a smile on my face reading it

Nice!!!! Merry Christmas!!

Gulo you did a great job on this poem ,thanks

Great poem Gulo Amazing talent in here.

Thanks Gulo, put a smile on my face.

Well done Jack ....very Clevah

Great fun!

Merry Christmas to you as well!

WOW Jack that is a fantastic poem. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!