anybody have a toast or poem about a ranch/deer lease? i want to make a sign out of some old barn wood to give as a gift and i suck at creative writing

For East Texas:

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Your lease is being hunted
But not by you!

(Owners name here)'s Oleo acres,
one of the cheaper spreads.

[This message has been edited by HECUBUS (edited 9/4/2007 2:48p).]

Here's to the wind
That blows thru the treeses

And lifts little girl's skirts
Up above their kneeses

To reveal the patch
That we call the snatch

That teases and pleases
And smells, oh Jeezus.

Here's to honor
Gettin' honor, stayin' honor.

If you can't come in 'er,
Come honor.

Here's to the buck that roams in the wood
He does all the does up real good...
if not for the buck and his big long rod...
we'd have no venison by god.......

Here's to the hole that never heals,
The more you rub it the better it feels;
All the soap this side of hell
Can't wash away that fishy smell.

The birds may fly, and the deer may roam,
At least until we’re here not home.
Our guns are oiled, we smell like piss,
May we shoot straight and never miss.
We stalk the fields and trees out yonder,
“Please bring game” not time to ponder.
Bring any condition a man can bear,
‘Cause at last we’re out of the Old Rib’s hair.


[This message has been edited by LoudestWHOOP! (edited 9/4/2007 1:28p).]

In honor of Augustus McRae, I'd suggest going with something latin.

Perhaps:

Ne illegitimi carborundum te

Also a favorite of Gen'l Patton.