Iam an astahmatic hunter
I wonder why they cant just give that rabbit some cereal
I hear the wistle of wings flying overhead
I see my faithful comapion raise her eyes to the sky
I want to make an impact on peoples lives
I am an astahmatic hunter
I pretend im a tree
I feel the icy water of a winter feild running through my veins
I break the ice cliging to my boots
I worry my 4-wheeler wont start
Icry for the lost soldiers who dfended our country
I am an astahmatic hunter
I understand not, the concept of being a vegetarian
I say spray and pray
I dream to fly
I try to be the best that I can be
I hope it will stay cold forever
I am an astahmatic hunter
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