The Hunt
Where do the hunters go?
They go where their prey plays
Watching prey's daily flow
Waiting for chance to slay
Pick out the helpless one
Or one that stands alone
Find one that others shun
One who cries painful tone
Now a trap can be set
A plan that lures prey in
Captured in hunter's net
The hunter feels a win
Watch for the hunter's net
Be cautious every day
Don't fail to see the threat
When children go to play
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