Hunter hunt!!!

I woke up every morning to build my hunting skills

I oil my hunting rifle before I move to kill

My wife will have to peck me with an amazing smiles

The warmness of her breath will tick with me for an hour

I pray to God for favor as my prey will be unflavored

I wear my boot of safety and with me a bag of Amor

Oh, now I feel am gallant and I never pray for wisdom

I lead myself alone and I trusted in my rifle

Slowly her peck is vanishing and deeply her memories zooms

Back then in the 90's she said she likes the dove and up here on the mountain behold I saw a dove

Abraham could only see but he didn't touch.

I feel I could beat his record so I keep on ticking

The dove will have to fly and I will have to fire

Behold, I take the shot and straightly I get the dove

I jumped with excitement to get it, behold I dropped below my level

And my eyes where open then I recalled that below was a valley.

Always pray for wisdom

Not all open doors are favor

Some are trap.