Attacked on trail

Onto your brain
It clasped down
Bringing a rushing of pain
Brought you to the ground

Your way obscure
Task to survive
Your vision a blur
But made it out alive

Forget not what you saw
It's size and strength
The teeth of it's maw
The fight the length

Walked away
A tale to tell
Survived another day
You fought it well

Next time you walk alone
Stay on the trail
Carry a knife or stone
As to not have your life derail

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Little Bill Dagget: Well sir, you are a cowardly son of a b*#@h! You just shot an unarmed man.

William Munny: He should have armed himself if he's going to decorate his saloon with my friend.

-Unforgiven, the movie