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At first I suspected something --
She acted so calm and absent-minded.
And one day I heard the back door shut, / As I entered the front, and I saw him slink / Back of the smokehouse into the lot, / And run across the field.
And I meant to kill him on sight.
But that day, walking near Fourth Bridge, / Without a stick or a stone at hand, / All of a sudden I saw him standing / Scared to death, holding his rabbits, / And all I could say was, "Don't, Don't, Don't,"
As he aimed and fired at my heart.