Careening, cavorting through the expansive terrain,
The prey that you seek darts far faster than flame.
You were not raised with a hunter's eyes,
And lo, a failure will fail the harder it tries.
I have trained hard and long how to trap alive
This creature you seek, with no will to survive.
The secret you lack is to let him roam free,
And wherever he'll roam, he'll return to me.
You can scream, you can rail, whinge, moan, blister, and punch
But it's under acceptance his resolve will bunch.
You'll find your own, I'm loathe your bubble to burst,
For each, only one hunter, and I got here first.