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Reminded Me of My Bow-Hunting Days In Michigan.
One Early Morning, As I Was Entering A Wooded Area,Which Was Just Over A Low Mound,
Just As I Reached The Top, A little Head Popped Up; It Was A Fawn.
As We Looked Directly Into Each Others Eyes. Almost Nose To Nose;
She Shot Off Like a Prison Escapee.!
She Was One Beautiful Young Sweetheart Of A Fawn, Just Precious!
One Early Morning, As I Was Entering A Wooded Area,Which Was Just Over A Low Mound,
Just As I Reached The Top, A little Head Popped Up; It Was A Fawn.
As We Looked Directly Into Each Others Eyes. Almost Nose To Nose;
She Shot Off Like a Prison Escapee.!
She Was One Beautiful Young Sweetheart Of A Fawn, Just Precious!
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