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Apr 2013
while out in the woods
hunting one day
a lump of flesh...lay in my way

maggot infested..from months in the shade
this pile before me ....was rot and decay

i could not think....of nothing to say
so i knelt to the ground
and started to pray

i should of run
but my mind said to stay
the stench was so bad
even the rats kept away

you see many things in the woods during may
but nothing like what lies at my feet....i do say

i wondered who this used to be
there was not much left
you could clearly see

there won't be anymore hunting for me
you'll find me at home
in front of t.v
michael gagain
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michael gagain  new york
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