What is a deer? What is dear, to you and to a deer? The out-of-doors are dear to yu and deer. Dear one, perhaps, are dear to both. Food comes dear for you and the deer that roam my dear woods and across my lawns. They run when I approach but they are often bold as well, staring me down, challenging me to come closer.
mirah’s song “education” is one of the best songs that i have heard in my life. not only is she very good at writing metaphorical lyrics, but she has the talent and passion required to set the mood with her music. there is something sad and nostalgic about the song, and it makes me feel both calm and a little down
oh deer i never expected it to be this difficult.. but the other day i was on stumble upon and i saw a vid of a deer getting hit by a police car.. i swear that one of my interests isn’t murder or blood hehe im not like that.it was quite horrific actually. yuck.
Outback. The fields are so serene. Nature calms the nerves and allows one to let the quiet put things where they belong.
The deer make an appearance once in a while. Makes one wonder where they go and what they do when they’re not looking at you with those frozen eyes. Can’t help but stare.
Then they run off. And you question if they really even exist when they’re out of sight.
But memories remind you that for but a breif second, they were real.
Not much different from life.
speeding through the dark forest,
racing to hide in the shadows of this moonless night,
running frantically,
evading the massive tree trunks that lay ahead; as though to trap it.
the deer moved ever so gracefully into the dimness of the forest, as it continued its thrilling race with death.
there’s a deer in the heeadlights and i ram right into it without any hesitation, relentlessly i heave my car right into the poor animal’s limp and now completely lifeless body. It’s insides litter the exterior of my brand new porche, it sits there silently dead in the secretion of night time’s ghoulish darkness.
Innocence, beauty, adorable. These are the three words that normally comes with this animal. And yet, as the era of development crashes down on these vulnerable animals, the only word that depicts their eyes is sadness. Sadness at the sight of their destroyed houses, and mutilated life.
the hills were in their prime and the grass was bountiful. the flowers filled the young forest with their wafting aromas. the deer emerged with their young and frolicked in their habitat
They say it would be a curse, and that I would have been damned by the ancient Mothers, and that someday I would live to be nine hundred years old, alone and childless. It’s not a trap. It was no hunting trap.
I saw a few deer last weekend. I think they are some of the most beautiful animals. Even though they could completely destroy your car, I love them. I wish it was acceptable to domesticate them.
i was walking in a field and i saw a herd of deer run past me. i was starlted as i few jumped out of a hedge. i stood and watched them run past me. before long they were gone out of my sight and all that was left was the rumbling of their hooves in the distance
Deer. Deerie. Dearie. Dearie me. IN THE HEAD LIGHTS, caught. Shot. buhdum buhdum. Oooooooh golly, North Germany meal ! And now back to deer. Deerie. Dearie me. Dear me. Daaare me. I want want want want want want want want want and need need need need need need need need need both, of you? deerie \bo/ dearie?
My brain’s split in two(too?)(to?) AGAIN! And now, a third?
There was a deer in the forest that was running amok with a carrot in its mouth. Its brother was chasing it, yelling, “stop! stop! There are traps around!” but the poor little deer didn’t listen. Eventually it tripped over a branch and lo, it happened to fall onto a trap, such was its luck. It blew up into a million little pieces of deer meat and the local wolves were happy that night. The end.
“As the deer pants for flowing streams, so my soul pants for Thee, oh Lord.” These are the words of the Psalm set to music in Palestrina’s famous “Sicut Cervus.” They sang this day and night, the polyphonic harmonies attuned themselves to the music of their souls.
I wasn’t thinking, just running. Trotting down the dusty, broken, land, I thought of life and death. Alongside the running river, I ran, and wondered when the hungry tigress would catch up. I didn’t know if I was strong enough to survive, but I had to try.
The deer jumped out into the road ahead of me … beautiful, strong and pure. I slammed on my brakes, not because she was so close to me, but because I well knew that she would have babies crossing the road behind here, and she did!
sup i am a deer and i like to drink beer. i drink beer everyday to the extent that i have a big beer belly… as big as a deer’s stomach. oh dear. so another hobby of mine is to share. i share all my beer with all my dearest friends. they like to drink beer too. we drink beer all the time. sometimes we drink corona and we put a lime in it. a lime only cost you a dime. so it’s all g.
is an animal in the woods and very pretty. they run about and don’t eat mean. bambi is a deer. is it a deer? i dunno. they wallop on the grass and they get chased by tigers and lions. poor poor things! they are bigger than turtles what the hell is wrong with this site? it’s so annoying. asking me deer. so deers are animals that hop on grass. india had black bucks. i dont know if they are deer. salman khan killed them though.
deer ia a good animal. it is beautiful. it has horns. it looks good. it is a shy animal. i love deer. I would like to see one right now. where is it ? tell me quick. i need a deer. i love it so much. i want to eat it. it is hot
I didn’t realize how excited a person could get over a deer. I’ve lived in Michigan most of my life and we have to worry about hitting them with golf balls or our cars. It is easy to take sightings like these for granted – I forget that not everyone can see what I see. Not everyone has the chance.
deer are beautiful and very shy creatures they like to eat grass and they roam around ithaca college campus because they are lonely looking for other deer friends to converse with. deer enjoy long strolls in the meadow, nomming on acorns and grass, and the company of other deer so they are less frightened by the onslaught of students on campus, especially…when we are drunk.
so as i was passing through the fields of my estate i saw a deer with a dazzling horns and a beautiful colour. that deer was the most amazing thing that i had seen in my entire life
There once was deer wondering though the woods minding his own business, when all of a sudden BAM! He Heard a loud gun shot, he knew it was only a matter of time before he was next….
deer is a beautiful animal. It is spotted, bare and everything else. Along with its swiftness, it also does add its grace to nature’s grandeur. it is on the lower end of the food chain. i don’t why i’m typing all this but – meh.
I’m sorry to sy you have lost a loved one last night. I hope you can find it in yourselves to have your son’s organs donated. This, of course, wold be honored with one free ice cream cone. You can claim your tasty reward at your local PD.
deer is just so amazing. They are like moose but not. They can be made with jokes such as “no eyed deer” which means “no idea”. They have antlers or they may not but they are just so cool. They confuse me with reindeer because they almost have the same name but they don’t carry Santa’s sleigh but instead sit around in meadows eating grass and pretending to be moose.
It was a deer, the tall slender animal that dart across the road and nearly cause our driver to run off the road that wet morning, as we were heading towards the airport.
mee , i have only had a blasgt and ill miss yuuo weel i go , i misss th laughs and tears thth wwe shared , and the fights and mis understaindings tht filled th air , all i can say is imm gonnr misss you , and that yuuo were the bets thing th happened to me !
She saw it for a second only. A flash of tan, black hooves, big brown eyes, then it rolled over her car, a sickening thud as it hit the windshield. She pulled on the steering wheel, jerking the car to the left, and
Like a deer caught in the headlights. Stunned, shocked, blind sided. I never saw it coming. I didn’t know how to respond. I still don’t. What do you do when your best friend walks away from you for no apparent reason, with no explanation? I feel like i’m missing a part of me…
What is a deer? What is dear, to you and to a deer? The out-of-doors are dear to yu and deer. Dear one, perhaps, are dear to both. Food comes dear for you and the deer that roam my dear woods and across my lawns. They run when I approach but they are often bold as well, staring me down, challenging me to come closer.
mirah’s song “education” is one of the best songs that i have heard in my life. not only is she very good at writing metaphorical lyrics, but she has the talent and passion required to set the mood with her music. there is something sad and nostalgic about the song, and it makes me feel both calm and a little down
oh deer i never expected it to be this difficult.. but the other day i was on stumble upon and i saw a vid of a deer getting hit by a police car.. i swear that one of my interests isn’t murder or blood hehe im not like that.it was quite horrific actually. yuck.
Outback. The fields are so serene. Nature calms the nerves and allows one to let the quiet put things where they belong.
The deer make an appearance once in a while. Makes one wonder where they go and what they do when they’re not looking at you with those frozen eyes. Can’t help but stare.
Then they run off. And you question if they really even exist when they’re out of sight.
But memories remind you that for but a breif second, they were real.
Not much different from life.
speeding through the dark forest,
racing to hide in the shadows of this moonless night,
running frantically,
evading the massive tree trunks that lay ahead; as though to trap it.
the deer moved ever so gracefully into the dimness of the forest, as it continued its thrilling race with death.
there’s a deer in the heeadlights and i ram right into it without any hesitation, relentlessly i heave my car right into the poor animal’s limp and now completely lifeless body. It’s insides litter the exterior of my brand new porche, it sits there silently dead in the secretion of night time’s ghoulish darkness.
Innocence, beauty, adorable. These are the three words that normally comes with this animal. And yet, as the era of development crashes down on these vulnerable animals, the only word that depicts their eyes is sadness. Sadness at the sight of their destroyed houses, and mutilated life.
the hills were in their prime and the grass was bountiful. the flowers filled the young forest with their wafting aromas. the deer emerged with their young and frolicked in their habitat
“Living life just like deer in headlights; terrified, blind and wait to die. I wonder when they’ll come get me.”
I killed a white deer once.
They say it would be a curse, and that I would have been damned by the ancient Mothers, and that someday I would live to be nine hundred years old, alone and childless. It’s not a trap. It was no hunting trap.
I saw a few deer last weekend. I think they are some of the most beautiful animals. Even though they could completely destroy your car, I love them. I wish it was acceptable to domesticate them.
i was walking in a field and i saw a herd of deer run past me. i was starlted as i few jumped out of a hedge. i stood and watched them run past me. before long they were gone out of my sight and all that was left was the rumbling of their hooves in the distance
Deer. Deerie. Dearie. Dearie me. IN THE HEAD LIGHTS, caught. Shot. buhdum buhdum. Oooooooh golly, North Germany meal ! And now back to deer. Deerie. Dearie me. Dear me. Daaare me. I want want want want want want want want want and need need need need need need need need need both, of you? deerie \bo/ dearie?
My brain’s split in two(too?)(to?) AGAIN! And now, a third?
deer is a delicate animal,with the most sad eyes I’ve ever seen. IT shows both beauty and vulnerability at the same time.
There was a deer in the forest that was running amok with a carrot in its mouth. Its brother was chasing it, yelling, “stop! stop! There are traps around!” but the poor little deer didn’t listen. Eventually it tripped over a branch and lo, it happened to fall onto a trap, such was its luck. It blew up into a million little pieces of deer meat and the local wolves were happy that night. The end.
grass…shy…creature ..lovable..cute..sweet…
“As the deer pants for flowing streams, so my soul pants for Thee, oh Lord.” These are the words of the Psalm set to music in Palestrina’s famous “Sicut Cervus.” They sang this day and night, the polyphonic harmonies attuned themselves to the music of their souls.
A deer in the headlights.
So beautiful, yet so frightened,
Paralized in the gleam of the light,
Pupils glazed over with a dream like gaze,
I wasn’t thinking, just running. Trotting down the dusty, broken, land, I thought of life and death. Alongside the running river, I ran, and wondered when the hungry tigress would catch up. I didn’t know if I was strong enough to survive, but I had to try.
The deer jumped out into the road ahead of me … beautiful, strong and pure. I slammed on my brakes, not because she was so close to me, but because I well knew that she would have babies crossing the road behind here, and she did!
antlers, velvet, delicious? grass, paddocks, bambi, I cried when his mum died, I was 4, I haven’t watched it since.
Hi my dearest deer. Did you drink your beer today? Oh I hope you did. Because you are a deer and deers drink beers. Word? Yezzir.
Me? I drink beer every day. I like to drink corona, because i can put a lime in it. I like killin time drinkin corona. drinkin beer. son…… what?!
Word. Deer peace.!
sup i am a deer and i like to drink beer. i drink beer everyday to the extent that i have a big beer belly… as big as a deer’s stomach. oh dear. so another hobby of mine is to share. i share all my beer with all my dearest friends. they like to drink beer too. we drink beer all the time. sometimes we drink corona and we put a lime in it. a lime only cost you a dime. so it’s all g.
is an animal in the woods and very pretty. they run about and don’t eat mean. bambi is a deer. is it a deer? i dunno. they wallop on the grass and they get chased by tigers and lions. poor poor things! they are bigger than turtles what the hell is wrong with this site? it’s so annoying. asking me deer. so deers are animals that hop on grass. india had black bucks. i dont know if they are deer. salman khan killed them though.
deer ia a good animal. it is beautiful. it has horns. it looks good. it is a shy animal. i love deer. I would like to see one right now. where is it ? tell me quick. i need a deer. i love it so much. i want to eat it. it is hot
I didn’t realize how excited a person could get over a deer. I’ve lived in Michigan most of my life and we have to worry about hitting them with golf balls or our cars. It is easy to take sightings like these for granted – I forget that not everyone can see what I see. Not everyone has the chance.
deer are beautiful and very shy creatures they like to eat grass and they roam around ithaca college campus because they are lonely looking for other deer friends to converse with. deer enjoy long strolls in the meadow, nomming on acorns and grass, and the company of other deer so they are less frightened by the onslaught of students on campus, especially…when we are drunk.
i dont like deers..ders a deer park near my place bt i hvnt seen ne deers der as of yet..
They glowed burnished brown in the sun, only this distinguished them from the brown grass of the moor. the stags’ antlers were still in velvet.
so as i was passing through the fields of my estate i saw a deer with a dazzling horns and a beautiful colour. that deer was the most amazing thing that i had seen in my entire life
There once was deer wondering though the woods minding his own business, when all of a sudden BAM! He Heard a loud gun shot, he knew it was only a matter of time before he was next….
deer is a beautiful animal. It is spotted, bare and everything else. Along with its swiftness, it also does add its grace to nature’s grandeur. it is on the lower end of the food chain. i don’t why i’m typing all this but – meh.
Dear Mr. and Mrs. Deer,
I’m sorry to sy you have lost a loved one last night. I hope you can find it in yourselves to have your son’s organs donated. This, of course, wold be honored with one free ice cream cone. You can claim your tasty reward at your local PD.
Thanks and brief mournings,
Sheriff McKinnon
deer is just so amazing. They are like moose but not. They can be made with jokes such as “no eyed deer” which means “no idea”. They have antlers or they may not but they are just so cool. They confuse me with reindeer because they almost have the same name but they don’t carry Santa’s sleigh but instead sit around in meadows eating grass and pretending to be moose.
It was a deer, the tall slender animal that dart across the road and nearly cause our driver to run off the road that wet morning, as we were heading towards the airport.
mee , i have only had a blasgt and ill miss yuuo weel i go , i misss th laughs and tears thth wwe shared , and the fights and mis understaindings tht filled th air , all i can say is imm gonnr misss you , and that yuuo were the bets thing th happened to me !
Deer love ,
How are you ? You know my heart aches for you . How long would it be before you lose your pride and come back to me ?
She saw it for a second only. A flash of tan, black hooves, big brown eyes, then it rolled over her car, a sickening thud as it hit the windshield. She pulled on the steering wheel, jerking the car to the left, and
Like a deer caught in the headlights. Stunned, shocked, blind sided. I never saw it coming. I didn’t know how to respond. I still don’t. What do you do when your best friend walks away from you for no apparent reason, with no explanation? I feel like i’m missing a part of me…
a horned mammal with brown fur that lives in forests. Santa has deer. Called reindeer. Ruldolf is a reindeer witha red nose that glows red