The Hunt

Don’t be scared
I’ll be there
Little doe of mine
Here’s some food
As I choose which weapon I will use
To take the light from your shining eyes
Oh how I love this game
Have my gun
This will be such fun

The hunt is on
As you begin to run little fawn
Behind the trees
I will be
As you attempt to flee
You think I’m gone
But you are wrong
How naïve you are
Leveling the gun
One push and bang it’s done

I mount you on my wall
On I call
Everyone that will come
To celebrate my new prize
Goodbye, little doe, goodbye