The hunter in his quaint, little hat, dressed just like a man
Struts from the Lodge, his face bloated, full of expectation.
He is out to kill an "enemy" unarmed, not even ready to run
The lowest of the human species, a hunter, is looking for fun.
We have a species of human, brav...
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