For this one, we had to write a poem on sarcasm. (Based off of Ernest Hemingway's I Like Americans)


Hunting

I like hunting
Its so unlike kind humanity
Gun shots and blood all over a deer
It warms my heart to see

I love it in the afternoon
When awake in a mopey haze
I get to see the delighted face
Of a deer's decapitated gaze.

It makes my day when I see
Coats of poor chinchillas
I also feel so protected
With woods swarming with killers

Their clothes are so stylish
Bright orange and camouflage
It soothes my soul to know
Innocent animals are being sabotaged

At least its great to know
That animals may no longer endeavor
The harsh and scary wild
And be stuffed and watched over forever.


I hope i didn't offend any hunters out there. If so Im sorry DX. I just dont like wittle aminals being killed.

Please comment + give constructive criticism! (I spelled it right!! XD)