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BULLSEYE

 


I have seen archery at its best,

And I have spurned some.

Still the target is never true until the arrow is shot.


A mad man threw a stone at a glass,

And we think its target was to break it.

But in his head, he's aiming at himself - the reflection in the mirror.


A crazy cow is chasing a dog,

And we think it has gone wild with dreams.

But it follows the dog for directions to escape a slaughterhouse.


He missed it!

He missed it!

So they say.

But an old man told me that the target is what the archer says it is.


I have seen archery at its best,

And I have spurned some too.

Still the target is never true until the arrow is shot.


And if I don't hit the apple on the head,

I just might have a bulls for the eye.


#El_Magnificoā„¢


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