Contest has ended! Congratulations to Jeff Clark for winning the Chiappa 1886 Rifle! Read his winning entry below.

‘Twas bright within the aspen groves,
And pigs did roam in waves and droves;
I looked about, across our land,
And pulled myself into my stand.

“Beware the pigs that come, my son!
The jaws that bite, the tusks that slash!
If you would hunt the wary beasts,
Then you have found you match”

He took his rifle in his hand:
Long time the piggy foe he sought—
So rested he by the aspen tree,
And stood awhile in thought.

And as in lonesome thought he stood,
The wild pig, with eyes of flame,
Came tearing through the aspen wood,
And snuffled as it came!

One, two! One, two! and through and through
The lever rifle went click-click boom!
I left it dead, and with its head
I came galloping home.

“And hast thou slain the wild pig?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O joyous day! Well done! Hooray!”
He chortled in his joy.

‘Twas bright within the aspen groves,
And pigs did roam in waves and droves;
I looked about, across our land,
And pulled myself out of my stand.

With many grateful nods to Lewis Carroll for the inspiration with his poem, ‘Jabberwocky’.
I hope you enjoyed it,
Jeff

1886-Kodiak