Fight in a Cave

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Fight in a Cave

This is a tale of a hunter brave,

He sought for refuge in a cave

To escape a furious storm,

And he built fire to keep him warm.

Dry leaves and twigs made fire and smoke,

Which wild beasts’ fury did provoke;

By its growl he knew ’twas bear,

But bruin’s fury he would dare.

For he determined not to run,

And he gave it a shot from gun,

But this the bear it did enrage,

Resolved in war for to engage.

For it came shambling along,

To have revenge for suflering wrong;

Hunter with the butt of rifle

Struck and stunned him a trifle.

Once more he aimed, it glanced on rock,

And he was left with broken stock;

Now the bear it doth hunter seize,

And gives him many a hug and squeeze.

The struggle is so close for life,

The hunter cannot use his knife;

But the nimble hunter bold

Soon made the bear relax his hold.

By a sudden spring bear he rolls,

With his nose in burning coals;

His nostrils full of fire and smoke,

Poor Brvin it doth almost choke.

The hunter now doth use his knife,

Stabs bear in heart and ends the strife;

So hunter he did victory win,

And spoils of battle in grand skin.