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Poetry By: Inizzle

This Is something I wrote about hunting. More specifically bow hunting and how I'm scared of leaving the woods after dark.LOL

Submitted:Feb 11, 2012    Reads: 11    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

When up in my stand

I feel like the man

doin anything i can to put a hole in some venison

but when its time to climb down

I pull my gun out

this is the time that crazy shit comes out

Yeah thats right!

I pull out my flashlight

got the new duracells so you my shits bright

cuz sasquatch is out here tryin ta crush my windpipe


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