A foxy story

As feral as the day is long

the need is ours as well

as there’s for we must honour

not make our world their hell

they live in forests surely

they have for many a year

hunted by the imperious toff’s of old

who raised their fear

to the dog and vixen sending

terror through the dens

wily, well they have to be

sure they kill some hens

but really they are wild fox boys

their lives committed to

the countryside

and being denied

so much for some of you

have took to building

mansions in the wooded glades

where they

have lived for many centuries

and until you came, did play

in holly laden hollows

in rock scapes

they

hunted over yonder and in  hole

with other feral souls

then you took to their way of life

with your bins overflowing

with bread strewn out along the grass

the fox of course all knowing

maybe some hens you had a few

and foxy might come by

might take out a few bantams

might gain your wrath, but I

must tell you now the vixen

she has family she must feed

its clear she may be in your garden

and just may succeed

in getting through your skylight

or in your larder store

or competing with the refuse men

where its best dear’s you ignore

the wily soul

be blessed for they

frequent the places where

the heavenly spirits and the faerie folk

are prepared to share

the feral breed

are priceless in our world of urban poor

where the concrete tongues

now lick the night

like ne’r before

the city dwellers arses

may come against them they

might talk of shooting foxes

making our ferals pay

for being where creation

put them

for displaying their brush of red

for taking on the tally ho

the hounds  the toffs, the dead

for all the human vagaries

the evil minds of men

who ride their buxom fillies

and hope the day comes when

they can, hunt fox and hare again

and tear though  thickets fast

rattle down the country paths

and just to gallop passed

your mansion ,through your garden

cut and chase and run

tear up your lawns

with horse shoe dawns

as they have always done