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I'm just sitting here waiting on a deer wishing I had a beer Or better yet some 40 creek some 7up to mix I seek hoping the stand roof don't leak In the driving rain it would cause some pain cold rain down the neck causes disdain ********************************************** In my coveralls made by Walls Coleman heater warming my ***** Bushnell binos around my neck looking out, what the heck oh it’s just a speck On my lense I feel dense but I used uncommon sense It wasn't a ghost it was at most something from the post Where my binos sat right next to my hat and above the mat Where my boots are drying out from walking far most people would drive a car ************************************* Now sitting in the camper feeling a bit hampered By the cold and rain it's the mud that causes pain. Slippery and wet a mess you get with every step cannot move with pep It's like walking on wet glass you will slip and bust your *** then a muddy mess you'd be wouldn't want anyone to see
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Sep 16, 2016
Sep 16, 2016 at 2:28 PM UTC
3 Combined Poems from the Muddy Cold Deer Lease
I'm just sitting here waiting on a deer wishing I had a beer Or better yet some 40 creek some 7up to mix I seek hoping the stand roof don't leak In the driving rain it would cause some pain cold rain down the neck causes disdain ********************************************** In my coveralls made by Walls Coleman heater warming my ***** Bushnell binos around my neck looking out, what the heck oh it’s just a speck On my lense I feel dense but I used uncommon sense It wasn't a ghost it was at most something from the post Where my binos sat right next to my hat and above the mat Where my boots are drying out from walking far most people would drive a car ************************************* Now sitting in the camper feeling a bit hampered By the cold and rain it's the mud that causes pain. Slippery and wet a mess you get with every step cannot move with pep It's like walking on wet glass you will slip and bust your *** then a muddy mess you'd be wouldn't want anyone to see
jed-johnson
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Sep 16, 2016
Sep 16, 2016 at 2:28 PM UTC
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