Hunting season
Now it's here
Hunters come
To bag a deer
Many hunters
Have the need
To kill for fun
And not to feed
On their walls
Heads displayed
Taxidermists
Will be paid
Inside a blind
Hunters hide
In front of them
Deer will stride
Graceful deer
Hunters prey
Lose their lives
On hunting day
Shots are fired
Deer will run
Hunting Season's
Just begun
Thin the herd
So those alive
Have more food
And will survive
By, Randee Saber 10/19/07
