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I don’t hunt since surviving the war
because I don’t eat bears,
tigers or lions, and I definitely
don’t eat rats or seagulls; if one day
the animals all owned guns,
well then I guess I would
possibly shoot to kill them all.
But to hunt a man…. in times of war
to track him down like an animal
and then shoot him between the eyes
I’ve got no problem with doing it….
Except on the internet where you can
never claim a true victory
by just holding up the severed head
of your mortal enemies….
2008 © T Sheridan
Ted Sheridan
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