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You might say camo's not a color
But it's still my favorite one
It paints the world around me
Under the moon, or under the sun
Shades of green, shades of grey
Shades of brown, shades of black
Just like my changing moods
It gives the shade I lack
I'm often lost in the world around me
Try and find me if you can
Hey! You're looking my direction
Am I a tree ... Am I a man?
I've had many close encounters
Under the cover of camo
I had a coyote jump over me once
And I've grabbed the tails of armadillos
I've felt the purr of bobcats ... Too close!
And seen panthers chasing deer
Although the Game and Fish Commission
Will say panthers do not live here
I was once attacked by a turkey
While disguised as a rival jake
But, boy was he surprised
A fine meal he did make
So to me ... camo is a color
Fitting for every occasion
And if race is defined by a shade
Just call me camocasian
*Note--A jake is basically a teenage male turkey. A gobbler (longbeard) is a mature male turkey, and they like to beat-up on jakes during mating season.