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May 2014
I grab my gun and to the woods. Thinking today will be fun.
I stand next to a tree not to *** .Justas I see a bear coming towards me.
I drop my gun and start to run.
As I hear my gun go bang. I look to see the bear on the run.
But on the ground under a tree I see . A deer just for me.
So I take my deer and have another beer.
Thinking deer meat for me tonight.
Written by
Harold r Hunt Sr  union sc
(union sc)   
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