Driving up Hudnall hill
Six beautiful Deers
Must have been babies
A family
My fears
Cars driving somewhere
Going toofast
The deers on the look out
I was aghast
Flashing my lights so oncomers could see
Still they were speeding
Unbelievably
It must be awful
To be a wild deer
Crossing the road
In considerable fear
They must all stand and chat
Which one of us should go
First I am sure
That they kind of take their lives in their feet
Looking right looking left