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Docmaverick

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Western Classic

The mountain lion looked around

in search of some kind of treat,

he knew not, from where it’d come

he just had to have some meat.

It seemed he’d searched for quite some time

hunger starting up a trauma,

when finally his eyes did find

a healthy piece of brauma.

He caught his meat-and he did eat

‘twas even better than a deli,

he ate up almost all his prize

and severely gorged his belly.

Proud of himself, and his catch

he laid down on the canyon floor,

his contentedness he could not contain

so the lion began to roar.

A hunter happened to hear the noise

and a shot came from a finger pull,

and the morale of this story is,

“Keep quiet, when you’re full of bull!”

I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
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Submitted by weirdelf on 11 September 2007 - 2:36am.
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chuckled out loud

but not till the end did I realise you probably meant brahma instead of brauma, which unfortunately does not exist or rhyme with trauma
perhaps
hunger starts to be drama?
just a suggestion
cheers,
Jess