The world is dangerous for me, with things that terrorize:
Been shot at twice, run off the road, and watched by unseen eyes.
I hardly dare to venture out, not even in my camo—
Especially cuz they seem to use a camo-seeking ammo.
And all around I'm seeing things that none should ever see:
Dead bodies strewn upon the ground, or hanging from a tree.
Al Qaeda, or another sniper? What could be the reason?
No, nothing of that sort. It's just the start of hunting season.
—Amnot A. Moose