i think of all the road kill back home and how i havent seen many deer in texas. One time my dad got out in the middle of a traffic jam one winter night. to check out this massive deer that was dying in the middle of the road. It’s antlers had like twelve points. good gash.
elizabeth
great decorations. I’ve also seen bear grylls eat one. i love him.
Sarah
small baby deer that run across the street after their mommas. they don’t know the danger they might encounter. they just want food…and comfort. and warmth, in the winter at least. poor babies. they follow not knowing.
Andrea
i think i did it wrong so ima do it again, as i didnt knwo how to do it first time
a dear is an animaaaaaal, who has horns sometime, i think BAMBI!!
DONT CROSS THE MEDDOWW!!!!!
she dies, she dies :'(
NOOOO :”””(
poor little Bami =[
Evan Nutley
Deer. They were just that.
Merely deer to us. When we put the silver and copper pieces into their skulls, they remained only deer. Pieces of meat. It was better for our sanity to keep it that way. It was better that they were just deer.
Zee
Soft and sweet, with eyes like mirrors staring right into your soul. Over all other things, with its down-covered innocence, and fawning youth, it roams at the edges of the civilized, and just beyond the grasp of the true wild.
DearPuppet
I saw a deer just last Saturday, just off a hiking trail in Pomona. We took a detour off the main path to find a private spot and there we saw them – two big, brown, beautiful deer, living their lives in the tiny bit of nature we’d left for them.
v
The deer came quietly and cautiously into my back yard. Then she turned and looked into the woods, and her fawn came too. You could see the unspoken language.
Mary Lou Wynegar
deer are awesome. i love seeing them in the wilderness, so tame and calm if you give them the chance. one time i had a deer actually eat out of my hand while camping, no petting zoo bullshit. it was amazing.
Evan
a deer lives in a forest and has antlers it has spots and theres a movie named bambi about one of there thats about it theres doe and bucks
collin!
I looked over my steering wheel. It was dim outside and I was a bit nervous. The deer would be out in full force tonight and I couldn’t bear to hit another. This is my first time behind the wheel since my wreck.
Stephanie
i really like deeer. there are many of them in my hometown of toronto. there is one in my backyard that i named horace. he has a tail the size of an elephant and he is really cool. i feed him cheese nips
karen
Deer friend,
How are ewe doing today? Bright and bucky, I suppose. What’s gnu?! I miss you deerly. Please give my best to all the family!
Love, friend
Jackster
The cold arctic wind seemed to slice through his thick clothing like a knife, but he kept on moving forward, relentlessly tracking the young deer in his rifle scope.
Annemarie
the deer sauntered gracefully through the hollowed birch woods; His lithe feet barley whispering on the heavy, wet ground. Deep, amber eyes, flecked with the scarlet begonias as he ran them by, shimmered innocently in the quickly fading sunlight.
Carey lombardo
I recently ate deer. It was sad that my parents didn’t even bother to tell me that I ate deer. Poor little helpless creature. All I dream about now is eating Bambi.
Cayla
i just read about a strange looking type of deer thing called a chamois. my french is quite terrible and hence i’m pronouncing it as a ‘sham-moir’. unsure if that is the correct pronunciation and not giving a damn if it is or isn’t i decide to go back to reading frankenstein where i can indulge in the world of 1800s english literature.
mengyu
I like deer. thye are so fluffy. I eat deer once. NEver again. They remind me of humans. The moms and babies. They remind me of myself. My life. Bambi. They make me sad. The hunters shoot them. I cry a little inside. They’re lives are so fragile
Natalie Margolin
what a tragedy. So many of them die every year. Blown away by the barbaric devices of modern warfare, put in the hands of a red neck.
simon
hey, he’s got those wild eyes.
wild eyes?
yeah, like deer.
you know.
the kind of paranoia where you jump at every noise.
the kind of distrust in your heart.
oh. okay.
anna
The deer jumped past us as we drove by in such a blinding instant we didn’t have time to react. The car careened out of control and we slammed to a stop against a thick, notted old oak. The impact destroyed the car, but luckily airbags eased the impact on us and we survived.
Chris
Deer is a sort of tractor, as well as a species of animal. I’m not sure, but I do believe that there are similar creatures elsewhere that may be referred to as such, however, as far as my knowlege goes, it is that single species, with, possibly, sub-species. They often tend to populate areas that humans have settled due in part to feeding. However, many times, due to artificial means of finding food, such as the aforementioned feeding, or browsing crops, they grow to unmanageable levels, at which point something must be dne about them. I remember hearing about a deer being
aecy
A deer is an animal. It can live in the UNited STates it is a popular game animal. Because of this, trhe continuation of deer hunting has become necessary to maintain populatioon and ecosystem. regrettable perhaps, but true. I don’t hunt: I can’t imagine enjoying it, not to villainize those that do.
David
There was a deer in the middle of the road. She stared right at me as I approached she just stood there like a tree. I tried to hit the breaks, I tried to steer clear of her. I hit her with my mustang and she flew over my car and hit the ground with a thud – dead.
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i love kira she is my aids i love dear deer i love deer i love deer wow dear is cool i like deer deer deer deer forest forest forest headlightd headlights cow cow cow cow cow bookclub
kira thomas
“Bob!” I yelled theres a deer in our yard. He didn’t like to be bothered but I couldn’t help It he looked hungry.”Get the horse food!” I yelled. “He can have som e of that.”
Nicole Weller
The deer flew out in front of me I screamed. It was huge . I ran through the woods. why couldn’t I find my way home? worse was this angry deer chasing me.
Nicole
deer get hit when people drive, antlers make them reindeer. Do reindeer really exist? Where they learn how to fly? How about Bambi, he was a deer, sad his mom died.
Anya
It ran gracefully over the freeway. I nearly ran it over. I don’t know what to write. If I were have been speeding anymore than I was, I would’ve been killed. I praise the lord I’m alive.
Dillon Holder
deer as in doe a deer a female deer …lola deer is pretty and its nice and quiet its a pretty word if you think about it its quite nice a deer is awesome in many ways …..this is had to do i would have ever thought of deer
Anna
A beautiful creature. Graceful, quiet and majestic. I could watch them forever. Timid as they are though its hard to catch a glimpse.
Keely
When I was a kid my sister used to love deer, it’s all she went on about. All she read about. Now I’m older and we don’t talk as much, I wonder what she thinks of deer. I see something deer related and I’m tempted to buy it, so I can just say “see, I remember”. But I stop and think about it and realize she probaboly doesn’t care
Jacqueline
there are no deer left in the forest. redfern had hunted all of them down fifty years ago, when the house still belonged to his family and he was the master of the grounds in his full rights. since then, the citizens had tried to renew the deer population but the cruel lord of the tellier mansion had been thorough.
Mihaela
Bambi had a mother. She died. No one was ever found responsible. Could it have been a tragic mistake? I doubt it. Orange hats are popular.
Bombardone
One time a saw a deer in a yard it made me ant to have deer in my yard. sadly that never happened. Oh well I heard they destroy your lawn.
Liz
something i want to shoot.
Yes, you have driven me to this.
chelsea schilling
deers are cute lil animals. sometimes they get hit by cars… and sucked into the grill of the car. I like deer. baby deer are cool.
Joshua Bryant
a brown four legged animal which often jumps out in front of cars. Bambi. cute. stupid. hunted. plural is also deer. white tail. eats bark during the winter.
katherine
The deer is sitting in the middle of the road,
I honk but it doesn’t move,
Now what do I do I cant hit the poor deer
I love its velty antlers and how they are so calm,
I love you MR. deer
i think of all the road kill back home and how i havent seen many deer in texas. One time my dad got out in the middle of a traffic jam one winter night. to check out this massive deer that was dying in the middle of the road. It’s antlers had like twelve points. good gash.
great decorations. I’ve also seen bear grylls eat one. i love him.
small baby deer that run across the street after their mommas. they don’t know the danger they might encounter. they just want food…and comfort. and warmth, in the winter at least. poor babies. they follow not knowing.
i think i did it wrong so ima do it again, as i didnt knwo how to do it first time
a dear is an animaaaaaal, who has horns sometime, i think BAMBI!!
DONT CROSS THE MEDDOWW!!!!!
she dies, she dies :'(
NOOOO :”””(
poor little Bami =[
Deer. They were just that.
Merely deer to us. When we put the silver and copper pieces into their skulls, they remained only deer. Pieces of meat. It was better for our sanity to keep it that way. It was better that they were just deer.
Soft and sweet, with eyes like mirrors staring right into your soul. Over all other things, with its down-covered innocence, and fawning youth, it roams at the edges of the civilized, and just beyond the grasp of the true wild.
I saw a deer just last Saturday, just off a hiking trail in Pomona. We took a detour off the main path to find a private spot and there we saw them – two big, brown, beautiful deer, living their lives in the tiny bit of nature we’d left for them.
The deer came quietly and cautiously into my back yard. Then she turned and looked into the woods, and her fawn came too. You could see the unspoken language.
deer are awesome. i love seeing them in the wilderness, so tame and calm if you give them the chance. one time i had a deer actually eat out of my hand while camping, no petting zoo bullshit. it was amazing.
a deer lives in a forest and has antlers it has spots and theres a movie named bambi about one of there thats about it theres doe and bucks
I looked over my steering wheel. It was dim outside and I was a bit nervous. The deer would be out in full force tonight and I couldn’t bear to hit another. This is my first time behind the wheel since my wreck.
i really like deeer. there are many of them in my hometown of toronto. there is one in my backyard that i named horace. he has a tail the size of an elephant and he is really cool. i feed him cheese nips
Deer friend,
How are ewe doing today? Bright and bucky, I suppose. What’s gnu?! I miss you deerly. Please give my best to all the family!
Love, friend
The cold arctic wind seemed to slice through his thick clothing like a knife, but he kept on moving forward, relentlessly tracking the young deer in his rifle scope.
the deer sauntered gracefully through the hollowed birch woods; His lithe feet barley whispering on the heavy, wet ground. Deep, amber eyes, flecked with the scarlet begonias as he ran them by, shimmered innocently in the quickly fading sunlight.
I recently ate deer. It was sad that my parents didn’t even bother to tell me that I ate deer. Poor little helpless creature. All I dream about now is eating Bambi.
i just read about a strange looking type of deer thing called a chamois. my french is quite terrible and hence i’m pronouncing it as a ‘sham-moir’. unsure if that is the correct pronunciation and not giving a damn if it is or isn’t i decide to go back to reading frankenstein where i can indulge in the world of 1800s english literature.
I like deer. thye are so fluffy. I eat deer once. NEver again. They remind me of humans. The moms and babies. They remind me of myself. My life. Bambi. They make me sad. The hunters shoot them. I cry a little inside. They’re lives are so fragile
what a tragedy. So many of them die every year. Blown away by the barbaric devices of modern warfare, put in the hands of a red neck.
hey, he’s got those wild eyes.
wild eyes?
yeah, like deer.
you know.
the kind of paranoia where you jump at every noise.
the kind of distrust in your heart.
oh. okay.
The deer jumped past us as we drove by in such a blinding instant we didn’t have time to react. The car careened out of control and we slammed to a stop against a thick, notted old oak. The impact destroyed the car, but luckily airbags eased the impact on us and we survived.
Deer is a sort of tractor, as well as a species of animal. I’m not sure, but I do believe that there are similar creatures elsewhere that may be referred to as such, however, as far as my knowlege goes, it is that single species, with, possibly, sub-species. They often tend to populate areas that humans have settled due in part to feeding. However, many times, due to artificial means of finding food, such as the aforementioned feeding, or browsing crops, they grow to unmanageable levels, at which point something must be dne about them. I remember hearing about a deer being
A deer is an animal. It can live in the UNited STates it is a popular game animal. Because of this, trhe continuation of deer hunting has become necessary to maintain populatioon and ecosystem. regrettable perhaps, but true. I don’t hunt: I can’t imagine enjoying it, not to villainize those that do.
There was a deer in the middle of the road. She stared right at me as I approached she just stood there like a tree. I tried to hit the breaks, I tried to steer clear of her. I hit her with my mustang and she flew over my car and hit the ground with a thud – dead.
i love kira she is my aids i love dear deer i love deer i love deer wow dear is cool i like deer deer deer deer forest forest forest headlightd headlights cow cow cow cow cow bookclub
“Bob!” I yelled theres a deer in our yard. He didn’t like to be bothered but I couldn’t help It he looked hungry.”Get the horse food!” I yelled. “He can have som e of that.”
The deer flew out in front of me I screamed. It was huge . I ran through the woods. why couldn’t I find my way home? worse was this angry deer chasing me.
deer get hit when people drive, antlers make them reindeer. Do reindeer really exist? Where they learn how to fly? How about Bambi, he was a deer, sad his mom died.
It ran gracefully over the freeway. I nearly ran it over. I don’t know what to write. If I were have been speeding anymore than I was, I would’ve been killed. I praise the lord I’m alive.
deer as in doe a deer a female deer …lola deer is pretty and its nice and quiet its a pretty word if you think about it its quite nice a deer is awesome in many ways …..this is had to do i would have ever thought of deer
A beautiful creature. Graceful, quiet and majestic. I could watch them forever. Timid as they are though its hard to catch a glimpse.
When I was a kid my sister used to love deer, it’s all she went on about. All she read about. Now I’m older and we don’t talk as much, I wonder what she thinks of deer. I see something deer related and I’m tempted to buy it, so I can just say “see, I remember”. But I stop and think about it and realize she probaboly doesn’t care
there are no deer left in the forest. redfern had hunted all of them down fifty years ago, when the house still belonged to his family and he was the master of the grounds in his full rights. since then, the citizens had tried to renew the deer population but the cruel lord of the tellier mansion had been thorough.
Bambi had a mother. She died. No one was ever found responsible. Could it have been a tragic mistake? I doubt it. Orange hats are popular.
One time a saw a deer in a yard it made me ant to have deer in my yard. sadly that never happened. Oh well I heard they destroy your lawn.
something i want to shoot.
Yes, you have driven me to this.
deers are cute lil animals. sometimes they get hit by cars… and sucked into the grill of the car. I like deer. baby deer are cool.
a brown four legged animal which often jumps out in front of cars. Bambi. cute. stupid. hunted. plural is also deer. white tail. eats bark during the winter.
The deer is sitting in the middle of the road,
I honk but it doesn’t move,
Now what do I do I cant hit the poor deer
I love its velty antlers and how they are so calm,
I love you MR. deer
Dear Deer by Kate Miucci