The Hunter

Location

Out in the woods,

Shivering in the cold.

That does not bother him.

A noise,

What is it, a deer?

He pulls up his rifle.

He pulls the trigger.

The deer keeps walking. 

The hunter forgot, 

to load the ammunition.

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