Category Archives: Fox Hunting

My wild red friend

Wild he be And VOLES he will see and hear and dig the vole his treat For a certain sweetness  of its meat  Beneath  the grassy roots he will be ou rough pasture Neglected and free parting  the grass a … Continue reading

Hunter

His red tunic gives the game away The leather jodhpurs all can pay The hounds the rounds the pounds We see Arrogance which most agree The fox a shy and timid soul Family orientation Such control Lost in his sojourn … Continue reading

Bird and fox killers

Natural England Has that ring About it’s name That seems to bring A consciousness into the fore But the current death toll We ignore Nearly 600 foxes died And 800 crows on the other side Slaughtered sadly alive no more … Continue reading

Into the Rainbow Bridge so many were taken

The hedgerows hold the cover Where Wildness did exist So many victims quietly stolen from the mist Of time as earths were emptied By the prowling poacher man The National Park in Pembrokeshire Across the years did span Snares and … Continue reading

Peace and quiet of a country walk

The peace and quiet The solitude The existential need To share the undying spirit In the countryside and feed Off of the glorious naturalness That abounds in all our hearts The physical The tangible How the visionary imparts So much … Continue reading

The old gate (the edge of the moor below Cosdon Hill)

For me “NO HUNTING” Says it all A peaty path Where shadows fall Across Dartmoor A wooden gate A dry stone wall Whose crumbled state Gives passers by A chance maybe To stop and ponder And to see And feel … Continue reading

Shooters

To possess that innate perverse amorality To wake up knowing that you have that quality To kill and make a business of shooting Our wild creatures The fox the little warrior whose free To wander through the hedgerows into gardens … Continue reading

Wickedness

The wicked ways the slippery slope The iniquitous hanging from a rope The despicable criminality what is complete depravity The covetous the miscreants Humanity who sees the need To abuse their place in history And by so doing then succeed … Continue reading

The dead fox

It bappened in Kirk Smeaton IN North Yorkshire so we hear A hunt was going on A hunt for foxes drawing fear In every heart around the place SAbs were parked up they Then saw a crowd of people coming … Continue reading

Characterless scumbags

characterless scumbags Fox chasing knobs Pitiless scroungers Merciless bounders Risen in station Their new found salvation guilty as sin And transgression that Skin Over many margins For censured they be Shameful and blushing So obdurate thee Make no excuses For … Continue reading

Master and his horseman

Huge Meynell started it Fox hunting the fool It’s pertains to the upper crust The countryside to rule A pack of hungry hounds in tow A wizen fox away The unspeakable is happening In a wood somewhere today Despite the … Continue reading

Wild

The wilderness in Winter To realise it’s way Enduring and perpetual every single day Subsisting as so many do Within the confines there Where winter casts its shadows And causes some despair A canvas blank and snowy white With silhouettes … Continue reading

So called hunting ban

The obtuseness and naïveté of the public The so called hunts that shouldn’t be allowed Following a trail a denial that does sail Out across oblivion for every likely tale That we come across where riders and hounds Are in … Continue reading

A full length fur coat

35 foxes trapped by their legs The agony shock and despair A steel leg trap Just Left in a run By some crazy whose not aware Of the obnoxious nature Of leaving Of the hurtfulness And abject pain This a … Continue reading

Foxy bag

A total lack of intelligence Feeble minded and low A bag made from a young wild fox Who wasn’t going to grow Any bigger or older For the huntsmen decided she Would be preserved till the moths came For an … Continue reading

Hunted by cowards

Underived and archetypal Idiosyncratic they Imcomparable individuals In almost every way Elusive and nocturnal His footprints made to fool A heel bar it is always there The hairy pads that call Out to would be trackers The terrier men of … Continue reading

They walk in our midst

Theres and unsightly hideousness Sharing our spaces Their countenance countrified Forbidding faces Land owners farmers Bumpkins maybe The rustic the caustic Bloodlusting they be Throwbacks to an age Medieval before People took heed of the ways Of the law Respect … Continue reading

Trapping and Penning Coyotes and Foxes

We often hear of China and how immoral they be But let me tell you America Takes some beating tragically Many states in the south west Are guilty really so Of barbarism on a scale That most of you dont … Continue reading

Our precious FOX and the lousy huntsmen

The quad bike gang The terrier men Who have their work to do To have a go at the saboteurs a proper clueless crew Often they have a terrier A shovel and a spade They open gates and close them … Continue reading

Fox hunting

The act must never be repealed Whatever hunts might say These curses of impropriety And wrongfulness Each day They form their hunts and charge the fools Their £40 a ride Each grievance each illicit act The iniquitous devide Fox torture … Continue reading

“Foxy”

Close to where I live Wild foxes like to roam Quite close to Berkhamsted castle Clearly they are at home Beautiful wee wild folk The most curious of souls Secretive and timid They have taken to their roles Quietly in … Continue reading

New years day ( a coming together of emotions)

A battle ground Awaits the eyes Of those who would be wild Ashridge in the present Witnessing this child Absent for a lifetime Whilst being hurled in flight The baying hounds In essence Clearly now in sight A new year … Continue reading

The Hunting Act 2004

Laws that are being broken With the authority of the few Our wild ones they were spoken For But what did you lot do You made it known that the tories Loved the hunting clan That you prefereed to turn … Continue reading

Defiance

Law breakers Left the corpse of one dead fox Where it could be Found hunting with hounds This is what we see The bovver boys are out and about Doing what’s not right With vile recriminations That certainly were not … Continue reading

Ashridge Protest 9/12/2018

The monument bathed in sunlight The air was crisp and we The protectors of the wild ones Came out to stand and be Messengers to the many Passing by who might Forget that in these glorious woods The wild souls … Continue reading

The Hunt and the role of the sabs

Despite the law Despite the will The red fox gets no break Trained foxhounds And the riders Track chase and partake The killing of the red fox A controversial way Its supposedly rural culture Thats what the toffs all say … Continue reading

Trail hunting a toffs day out

Subterfuge and chicanery The order of the day Hunting without killing foxes Has to be the way Has to because the law Has changed And foxes must not be Chased around the countryside By idiots who be Often tanked on … Continue reading

Corporative coercion

Despite the law of England Despite the wild life who Most support in England The hunters want to do Their hunting unimpeded For them the law is an ass For them its an anathema And they do believe on mass … Continue reading

Trapped

How many wild foxes Fall foul to these snares These cruel torture chambers Badgers and Hares Other wild creatures no doubt Fight for breath And so very slowly Die an agonising death Under the branches In bracken somewhere They lie … Continue reading