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Feb 2016
I went into the woods searching for some fun,
I went into the woods and with me I had a gun,
The sun was gone and the moon arised,
And out jumped a person, I was surprised,
I took out my gun and shot three times

A puddle of blood surrounded a head
And that's when I learned I shot someone dead,
It was an accident I screamed and cried,
And now I had an extra body to hide
I went back home and looked in my shed

And found a shovel to bury the newly dead,
But when I returned the body was gone,
I checked my watch and knew I hadn't been long,
I knew what I did was very wrong
I broke out in a sweat

And knew I couldn't leave just yet
I looked up the trees and in between them,
The body is gone and that is true
But where did it go for I did not know
I walked around and held my breath

And later walked to my death
He ate the body I accidentally shot
And told me to fear not
I ran and screamed and then got shot
But by no mortal I fear not
Written by
Haley Smith  Georgia
(Georgia)   
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