One large fellow, who'd had quite a few
was looking for something to do.
He approached, with a leer
at the lonely deer
"What's your sign? My name is Lou."
He wanted to take the deer home,
and feed it 'til it was full grown.
What he'd do next
will make us perplexed
And will chill the dear deer to the bone.
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