When Hog and crew set out to hunt They load the boat and launch the bunt There’s nothing really they can’t do When catching ingredients for Hog’s stew Gators run and flee the scene It was all just like some really bad dream “Hey,” said Teo, “Let go my leg. “I don’t really want to beg, “But please it is you we’re trying to catch “So now my foot you need to unlatch.” “Just a bit closer,” muttered Hog As they sailed through the bog. His blunderbuss was loaded and ready And he tried to hold it steady. “Crap! What was that!” exclaimed Amducius, “I hope that monster is actually toothless.” The tentacle snaked around the boat He wondered if it would stay afloat. They skidded off the unseen shoulder Narrowly missing a humongous boulder “Back to the watch house!” was the unanimous cry And back to the watch house they really did try. It was a narrow escape but by the skin of their teeth They made it back and gave a sigh of relief. “I can’t wait to go back out again!” Said Hog, but Teo up and kicked his shin.