Hiding from the Deer with Fred
I am hiding with my bestie Fred
The deer are near
the deer, the deer
They are carnivores and cannibals
If they we were here, there would be much to fear
Fred is screaming and it is clear
The deer are here, the deer are here
They will eat us off the vine they will
Gone already are Jack and Jill
Hold up! Things might be looking great!
The farmer’s wife is putting us on a dinner plate.
Wash those tomatoes! Her bossy husband calls.
Fred does a dive, landing on one of their grandson’s balls.
Is it still good? The farmer yells to his wife.
“So far so good!” I yell out
No longer full of fear or strife.
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