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The Deer Hunters
I wish the Indians who lived in the USA
before they were exterminated could
see the deer hunters who hunt wild game
in the USA today...they would have felt
very sad and prayed for them...because
even in the day of the Indian...
the deer hunters with their high powered
rifles hunting license and all the other crap
they use...the deer hunters of today
would have starved to death...their poor
woman would have perished with them
the deer hunters sitting in the branches
of the trees in their deer stands get very
nervous and they miss or only wound
the animal...
I do it like the Indians I jump onto the
deer from the tree and I knife them
it is far more humane...
the deer never get away from me
I skin them right there on the spot
then I take the meat home to mama
before they were exterminated could
see the deer hunters who hunt wild game
in the USA today...they would have felt
very sad and prayed for them...because
even in the day of the Indian...
the deer hunters with their high powered
rifles hunting license and all the other crap
they use...the deer hunters of today
would have starved to death...their poor
woman would have perished with them
the deer hunters sitting in the branches
of the trees in their deer stands get very
nervous and they miss or only wound
the animal...
I do it like the Indians I jump onto the
deer from the tree and I knife them
it is far more humane...
the deer never get away from me
I skin them right there on the spot
then I take the meat home to mama
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