To repeal or not to repeal that is their question

For me to repeal to go back in time
To honour the torturers who would climb
Back into their saddles and chase Brer Fox
A child of the forests whose wildness rocks
It’s absurd and senseless and asks a lot
Of those with compassion which most have got
Animals Created to be as one
To live Undisturbed under the sun

MAy and Leadsome imagine that they
Can Act as our prophets and Save the day
For the hunting clan to get back on
Their horses and ride till the fox is gone
With a bunch of hounds they can take the scent
And chase the fox and not relent
Until the animal is torn apart
That’s when the hunter men take heart

It’s the toffs that play up to all this stuff
Dressed in their crimson I have seen enough
Of their psychopathy out on the field
The arrogant gestures that they all yield
These women believe they have an edge
The power to change and to drive a wedge
Between us all and to let them be
Expecting for there’s is no certainty
Of course a few would wish to see
Foxes chased relentlessly
But I for one would rather say
To both of them No now no way

They came to be with that in mind
Forcing the issue they underlined
Their position and what it mean’t
Really what was their intent
Animals rights can sign away
As to making a difference with them
I say

They’re just ignorant and do not care
They are after votes which drives me spare
They please the alliance where they can
And, of course the hunting man
Couched with royalty yes they be
The landed gentry want to see
Hunts a riding once again
Over the hills and dales it’s plain

Affirming the maxim that wild souls must
Be chased and chased till they feel the thrust
Of the sporting dogs all trained to kill
To rush through copses and down the hill
Through people’s gardens just take control
Tanked up on sherry with just one goal
To catch a fox and see it torn
To bits and saboteurs to warn
We know of their cruelty Yes we do
And little respect from the boys in blue

Let’s keep the act and tighten it now
Stop all this hunting we will not cower
Inside our homes whilst the throngs embrace
A killing spree all over the place
Sign the petition but realise
Whatever numbers whatever the size
It will not change their minds for they
Lack empathy for the fox today

The tradition angle and culture too
It’s the countryside that pulls them through
Their determination to make the case
Vermin’s the word now that they base
Their argument and their willingness
To fight with constancy I guess

Tally Ho and clippety clop
Through the woods Nothing can stop
They are the kingpins what they say
Goes if the act is repealed a way
Open again for the terrier men
For the gasping hounds who all know when
The fox is weakening and can be
Won over and killed intelligently

As for these two they may just feel
Restored and ready with added zeal
But they are the bane of those of us
Who live in the country and want no fuss
We love the natural world we do
And all the animals good and true
Their liberation is our desire
Deliverable despite the ire