The Drunken Hunter

I saw a deer,

So I took aim,

I was drinking beer,

I should be ashamed.

Thanks to the beer,

I shot at its head,

I blew off its ear,

But it wasn’t dead.

The beer was taking its toll,

I proceeded to follow its trail,

I found it in my soul,

To shoot off its tail.

So please don’t drink beer,

‘Cause you won’t kill any deer.

Dave G

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