YOUR MOM

May 13, 2009
By Anonymous

The Deer
Just feet away
I was hunting for
My dinner when a
Big-brown eyed doe
Came dancing down the trail
Behind her was the buck with
His head in the clouds
His antlers were
Like gummy worms
Squirming threw the brush I was so amazed
They all got away


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