PCP by Nutcracker, 11/1/2019

While we remember it yet, & we don’t regret, the first time we tried PCP

It was a blast of air & we really don’t care, what you think of me,



From the feel of the piece, to the great release, the flight of the pellet in the air

Mounting the scope, & all that dope, maintenance and care



The beauty of the lumber, the caliber number, fit of wood and steel

The frosty morning, prey appears without warning and your first kill



So, it takes a lot of cash, & we raid our stash, to feed our habit you see

Day will come we give up some stuff, that’ll be rough, but never our PCP