2.05 TARGET
As the Hunter reached its side,
And looked down with full pride,
He exclaimed with joy begot,
How well his target he had got.
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The shot deer in throes of death,
Moaned in his last few breaths,
`Understand nature and eternity,
Brother - Just once the target you be.’
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Will any of those men under you ever really understand all this? They're professional cynics, and it's too late for them. Why do you want to go back with them? So you can keep up with the Joneses? To buy a gyro just like the Smith has? To listen to music with your pocketbook instead of your glands?