Outside of the hibernation mall
Sat the purposeful animal
sniffing out it's next meal
The amateurs are asleep
In their hibernation sacks
I may not slaughter the animal
I must celebrate it
For it is prohibited
I drop club
I put palms together
Give thanks for it's blessing
It turns and snorts
I follow it out of darkness
It shows me who I ma
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