A Rifleman's Poem

A Rifleman's Poem: If You Do Your Part, I'll Finish What You Start


All of you shooters
Please gather 'round
'cause there's much more to shooting
Than just fury and sound


Yes, it's been said
And it is no lie
That some rounds shoot flatter
And faster they fly


But in the hands of a man
Who knows how to shoot
He hits what he aims at
All else is moot


Don't think the ballistics
Of any rifle can
Compensate for skill
In a poorly-trained man


An accurate rifle
A precise scope
Are wasted on the man
Who does not know his dope


Perfect practice is key
To gaining the skill
Of using one shot
To make a clean kill


A bolt-action rifle
Of, say, thirty-ought-six
Can teach a smart shooter
All kinds of tricks


But first he must learn
What it can and can't do
And his limitations
When his scope he looks through


Take care of your rifle
Treat it like your pet
And when its time comes to serve you
It won't forget


Listen to your rifle
You'll hear a refrain
And after every shot
You'll hear it again


"If you do your part,
I'll finish what you start."
If you want to shoot well
Learn this by heart


DAL357
Copyright 2003




Take care,
DAL357