The Apple of My Eye, You Are My Son

The apple of my eye, you are my fellow hunter, you are my son.
A shot so far away, but somewhat close,
The challenge is great.
The animal so graceful in its presence, without notice.
Draw my son.

The arrow so straight and strong,
The animal runs with fear, dripping blood.
The quest is completed smoothly.
I am astonished and proud.
The apple of my eye, you are my fellow hunter, you are my son.

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