Thursday, May 25, 2006

An Ode on the Self-Defense of Those, Those Being the Violent Deer Down South

I am a man.
She is a deer,
a doe, a female deer.
Oh shit I'm getting kicked in the head
by this doe, a female deer.
She's really messing my shit up,
split lip,
busted forehead,
and OH GOD WILL I EVER GET OUT OF THIS
MELEE AlIVE! bounces through my head.

What is a man to do in a boxing match with nature?

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