Man hunted with two spears
Found buffalo speared him
Missed him by two spears
Buffalo attacked him
Seized buffalo’s horns
Held buffalo horns for hours
Another hunter came across
Found him holding buffalo’s horns
The hunter came to his help
Raised his spear to spear buffalo’s neck
The man holding horns cried
‘’No, don’t hit neck, I know
Where it dies easily, come
And holds his horns’’
The threw down his spear
Siege buffalo’s horns
The man picked spear
Walked away
Left man holding buffalo’s horns
The man cried ‘’ why do
You leave, hit buffalo’’
‘’Hold it horns, its buffalo
Of your forest’’ the man said
Ran away leaving other man
Holding buffalo’s horns
The man held horns
When tired buffalo killed him
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