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A poem I recite before I pull the trigger
I hold my rifle steady and still
Position myself upon this hill
Take a breath of this chilling air
Down the scope I ultimately stare
Lay my finger upon this trigger
Aim at my target, nothing bigger
No more than a group of three
Take the shot we want to see
Blink once, Blink twice
As we were trained to do
Release your breath
And make your move
Pull the trigger on the spot
Pray to God I made the shot
Watch the bullet pierce the guy
Know the killer was sadly I
I hold my rifle steady and still
Position myself upon this hill
Take a breath of this chilling air
Down the scope I ultimately stare
Lay my finger upon this trigger
Aim at my target, nothing bigger
No more than a group of three
Take the shot we want to see
Blink once, Blink twice
As we were trained to do
Release your breath
And make your move
Pull the trigger on the spot
Pray to God I made the shot
Watch the bullet pierce the guy
Know the killer was sadly I
Category Poetry / All
Species Wolf
Size 120 x 80px
File Size 10.1 kB
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