Because he couldn't overcome his great vanity,
For Alfred saw himself growing old,
Graying hair and skin fold,
But, ignored the greater humanity.
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As deer hunting season begins,
The deer have all of the wins,
My riffle corroded,
And, with the first shot exploded,
Now, I'm paying for my hunting sins.
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