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Hunting

By Nate W.

Hunting season is soon

The guns will sound with a boom

I sat in my stand at daylight

And the sun was shining so bright

I listened to the sound of the woods

But my sound is limited by my hoods

The deer runs by and all I saw was a glance

And that was my last chance