Hi list, I signed myself granddaughter of Charlie Payne "Little John of Michigan" the other day, thought you might enjoy knowing why. Are there any other archers or musicians in the family? Please print, will be easier to read, I think Thanks Jeanette Little John Of Michigan At a meet of the Michigan Bowman In Newaygo, in forty-two, A neat demonstration was given Of what a real bowman can do. With the best of the State for competition, And they no slouches, I swan. Though others may quail and miss targets. There's nothing can phase Little John. The second place man had Three-eighty, And pride in what he had done; But the always invincible Charlie Had a cool Six Hundred and One! You know of William Tell and the apple; What a marvelous feat he had done; Well, Charlie has also shot an apple >From the head of his first born son. But , " just as well" doesn't suit Charlie, And he outshines William Tell; His second son stood by the first-born And he split this apple as well! A MAN NAMED JERRY CULVER author unkown A man named Jerry Culver, Will you shoot for me Charley "The archer of the day" A slow arrow you know? Wandered in on Charley Payne I can't hit moving bullets, One sunny time in May You pull a powerful bow! "I'm pleased to meet you, Charley" With a four-inch pull of the bowstring The former had to say The arrow went its way "I'm looking for a Little John," Almost straight for Culver "An archer of the way" Five yards off we'll say "He's just a boasting bragger" A gleaming streaking broadhead Who claims he won the cup split the sunlit air Championships and ribbons And cut poor Culver's arrow And all that sort of stuff As a razor cuts a hair I'm not a boasting fellow, Charley pulled a blunt head I've never won a cup, Three sparrows on the fence But I'm going to find this Were taking in the scenery "Little John" Void of human glance "And really show him up" I never heard of "Little John" As Culver watched the archer Championships or cups The arrow won the play But what you say we shoot around, Straight in line those sparrows A little routine stuff? About 12 yards away Culver strung his hunting bow Culver stood and scratched his head Beautifully outlined And Charley stood and laughed Made by a noted craftsman Those three birds would fly no more Famous in his time Strung upon his shaft The quiver for his arrows "Jesus Christ! What Shooting!" Edged in shining pearl Who are you anyway? Was pictured on the side "Little John of Michigan" With a famous archer girl The latter had to say The arrows in themselves The broadhead hunter's style Were crafted out in such a way That Charley had to smile Grandpa Charley used to say "It ain't braggin if you can do it!"