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#pheasant
Don't **** the pheasant As the cruel core can keeping dinner all to himself A hunter, a man, a driven idea Has not eaten what is in the pan With no material, a harsh life itself A fib is spoken aloud from his lips "I would never shoot that bird" This bird is my friend, a part of me Yet her wings make a blur to tasty to look at without him saying the word "Shoot" he shouts as I die
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Jul 21, 2025
Jul 21, 2025 at 12:59 PM UTC
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