Buck fever fuck father more like

A child out hunting with her dad
Such an outing it’s so sad
A first buck supposed to be
A milestone of stability
Rock and roll she lifts it’s head
Dad is with her yea instead
He tells her she’s a real fine shot
She’s shocked to hell there on the spot
buck fever happens so in hear
When hunters shoot a buck that near
A ode but there was no ode here
It’s an abnormality I fear
Who wouldn’t be shocked to end the life
Of a beautiful animal
All that strife
A young girl certainly would realise
That she had caused the bucks demise
That enough to make you shake
To end a life I mean to take
The life of another simply to
Say this is my first
Now what to do
A father teaching a child to kill
And to somehow feel that is a skill

She has attained appears to me
To be for certain an insanity
A mini breakdown confused as hell
A screw loose that she uses well

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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