Ashridge and Hares

Sleepy trees
And fly agaric
Frosted fern

Shadows creeping
Spiders peeping
Hunting fills me
With concern

the National Trust
Have given credence
To the Hunters
And the Hare
Hare today
And gone tomorrow
Soon Hares wont be anywhere

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