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Bow Hunter's Lament

I shot an arrow in the air
where it lands I do not care

Every bow-hunting season I stalk my deer
maybe just maybe ... this could be the year

I aim. I shoot. I come up short.
I make no excuses. I have no retort.

I'm a piss poor archer ... that I know
and that is why I prefer GUN to BOW.

-Jack the Cat

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Last Updated: Monday, November 29, 2004

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