SPORTING

      Joe Cone

        Cambridge,

                Mass.

I shot a bird upon a tree

E’en while it sweetly sang to me;

And climbing high with hunter’s zest,

I took the young ones and the nest.

Then one the placid river’s brink

I shot a peaceful deer at drink,

And ducks, while basking in the sun,

Fell victims to ready gun.

Homeward my ardent pace I set,

And in my bosom no regret.

I blest the glad, victorious day,

Also my trusty camera.

JOE CONE                   

c. July 8, ‘00

(as this was typed, it is hard to identify the date. The handwritten name and address in the upper right are done in a style of lettering he used in 1900 – when he lived in Cambridge – and it’s location amid other lyrics suggest the July 8 date approximation)