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I went hunting in hopes to get a deer
At last I saw him appear
He paused, and drank from a pond
My heart sunk as I saw the fawn
It wasn't a he it was a she
She glanced up at me
I took her in my sight
But, there was something about the scene I didn't like
I do declare I shot into midair
I yelled, you and your baby is free
She, and the fawn ran in the trees
I'll never forget the look on her face
Or the scene that had taken place