What sublime poetry does flow
From every sinew, head to toe,
When keen nose, tiger’s eyes,
Conjure quarry ‘neath blue skies.
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Shortgrass Prairie Patrol (Cooper) |
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High Plains Tiger (Cooper) |
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Steallth Mode (Cooper) |
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Scent Trail (Cooper) |
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Scout Master (Cooper)
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