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This poem came at me from out of the blue. |
| In the midst of night A creature comes out of hiding To get food for her young ones While the moon shines bright In the midst of night A hunter comes out of his domain To get another fur for his collection While the moon shines bright In the midst of night A hunter fires his gun To kill a innocent creature While the moon shines bright In the midst of night A creature falls to the ground To become a prize for the hunter While young ones cry in the distance. |