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[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => A Hunters Lesson
[time] => 2005-01-30 05:13:09
[hometext] => This is a true story.
[bodytext] => I wanted to go hunting, So I bought A 303. I bought a box of bullets, So I could practice at a tree. I went to Lake Wright Patman, And I hid behind a rock. I stared into the bushes, Where I heard a sudden knock. I saw something move, Bushes moving I could here. I got real excited, I finally found a deer! I slowly raised my rifle, And slowly raised my site. I watched for that bush to move, I watched with all my might. Then the bush stirred gently, I knew I had this deer. I slowly pulled the trigger, Until someone said, “I’m Here!” Then a boy went running, From that bush and up a hill. Calling for his daddy, I then felt a real cold chill. I dropped my gun in disbelief, That gun, my pride and joy. I was hunting for a deer, But nearly shot a boy. Now I wont go hunting, I always see that boy. And me seeing a gun, As if it was a toy. I always often wondered, I even asked my wife. If I went hunting earlier, I might of took his life. So now I stay at home, To feel all the joy. To know I went hunting late, That saved a little boy. So hunters please remember, Before you take a shot. Ask yourself a question, Is it really a deer or not? [comments] => 1 [counter] => 170 [topic] => 63 [informant] => data2delete [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => hbadday )
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