I Missed

Yesterday I went looking for it. I tracked it and finally found it, sitting across the creek, not twenty yards away from me, just staring at me. So I raised my rifle, drew a bead, and fired. Easiest shot I've ever taken in my life.

And I missed.

So I fired again. And I missed And then I missed again. And then I fired again. And then I missed. And then I fired. And then I fired. And then I missed. I missed both times. And then I fired. And then I missed.

This went on for several hours. And then I fired. And then I missed. And then I was out of bullets. And then I got sad. I had a Popsicle. And then I passed out in the snow. And then I woke up. And then I reloaded. And then I fired. And then I missed.

I missed again. I fired. I hit something. But it wasn't what I was going for. So I guess I missed. I passed out again. Had another Popsicle. I had a dream that I was firing at something. I missed.

So she can pick a snowball fight with 'em? I threw up a snowball at 'em. I missed. I packed another snowball. Into my gun. That's my secret weapon. I missed.

Yeah she's really something. I threw a snowball at her. I missed. I passed out. I woke up with a Popsicle stick in my mouth.

Don't piss me off woman. I'll take a swing at you. I'll miss though. I guarantee it. And I'll take another swing. And I'll miss. And I'll go have myself a Popsicle. Would you care for a Popsicle? Just don't bring it into the sauna.

I reached into the fridge for another Popsicle. I missed. I got the cabbage. I put it back. But I missed. I dropped it on the floor.

Long story short, missed.