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Hawk

Hawk

A damn hawk swooped down and swiped my baby.
He flew away with my son and I don't mean maybe.
Two days later, I grabbed my rifle when I saw that hawk again.
I blew off all of his feathers and all that could be seen was his skin.
It gave me pleasure to know that because of me, that hawk was killed.
But when he came down, he hit my wife's car and cracked the windshield.
As the hawk fell, I fired again and put a hole in his fat ass.
My wife screamed when she looked at her windshield and saw the cracked glass.
My wife got really mad and cut off our sexual relations.
She also stopped cooking for me and I'm near starvation.
That stinking hawk was killed because I decided to use firepower.
And when it comes to my wife, I have to take a lot of cold showers.
My son is gone and so is sex and it's about to drive me out of my head.
I'm feeling randy and my stomach rumbles but at least that hawk is dead.

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