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Deer Crossing

Saw not one deer, Going from Quasqueton to Oelwein,Iowa, Not at two p.m, Not at two p.m, At eight-thirty dead of winters night, December twenty-seven saw none, Saw nada! Saw zip deer, All the long ride, Until just in front if edge of cemetery in Quasqueton five large deer crossed in front of me, IContinue reading “Deer Crossing”