Why do people take love poem's as a joke? The 3rd Door..The Hunting Trip?

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I decided to take a walk,
On this bright ,sunny day,
Back home to the cemetery,
To say goodbye today.
Birds singing,then clouds rolled in,
Letting out a sigh,
Something happened,as I bent down,
To pray.Thinking,Why?
Why pray when deaf ears hear,
Lost in mass confusion,
Yelling out loud above,
Knowing God's a delusion.
Brainwashed minds that think,
Being saved done by themselves,
Then running away from the truth,
At the end eternally rotting in Hell.
My friend is in Hell,I knew,
Time to start this show,
Satanic dealings,all blank cards,
Dammit how could I know?
Had my hunting basket,
With all good things,
Laughing through tears,
Realizing dead friends can't sing.
We proceeded to hunt game,
Knowing that's what life is about,
Spotted my prey,readied my bow,
Letting out a shout.
Hey, I see you,can't hide from me,
As back went the bow,
Arrow,straight ,true,into his forehead,
Now,that's a show.
Shit,I thought you were a deer,
Then pulled the arrow out,
Pieces snapped off,Lord have mercy,
Blood squirting about.
He's dead,I yell,
To one of many God's above?
My friend then smiled,
Knowing this is called love.

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