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Hunting
Clop-clop, clop-clop,
The hunter discovers his quarry.
Clop- clop, clop-clop,
He gets closer, closer,
closer and closer to its.

The sun sets in the west.
The baby deer plays in the forest happily.
He keeps following the deer carefully.
Snap, they look at each other.
And the deer starts running at once.

The deer runs as fast as it can,
and tries to get away from his ken.
However, he still chase after its.
They seem to play hide-and-seek.

The deer runs to a vast gloomy plain.
He takes careful aim at its.
Pop-pop- pop.
Oh! My deer sweet heart.
Clop-clop, clop-clop