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The Pricely Prize
He steps out of the thicket on his strong and slender legs
He scans his kingdom with those eyes the color of robin's eggs
A prince of the forest he is so called with fur the color of ash wood
His rivals dare not challenge his throne; his strength is well understood
This is a creature of graceful power and a humbling significance
His crown is branched above his head to add to his magnificence
As he reflects upon his greatness, I watch his splendor unobserved
I spare a moment, draw in the beauty,
Take aim and-
BLAM!
Supper is served
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