White-tail up in alert, flag ready.
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Four-hooved feet swiftly fleeing to safety.
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Massive antlers crowning his glorious head
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Soft brown eyes watching everything warily.
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Camouflage with his soft tan hide.
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Hiding amongst the forest trees, spying.
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On a cold winter’s day
The deer come out to play
Running
And jumping
They pounce around
Grazing on whatever
Grass or nut that
Can be found
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Deep fried venison
Served with gravy on a plate
Mmmm, country goodness
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Venison chili
Made spicy with Pinto Beans
Keep you up all night
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Deer
Deer
Everywhere
In the ditch
On the road
On my hood
Busted windshield
Dented fender
Caved-in hood
Totaled out car
Deer deer
Everywhere
Running off
Back the way
They came
To the woods
While I sit here
And cuss their
Existence
For destroying
My car.
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Comments (6)
That took rather a turn! I loved the sense of movement in the first half! And the contrast 🤍
I feel that last part 😬 one of my biggest fears. I enjoyed this a lot.
I wanna play with the deers! Loved your poem collection!
It started so nicely!
I love this! Now I want venison. It has been so long since I've had it.
Oh man that took an unexpected turn but I loved it. Great job Mother Combs