No middle way

Despite the Tory puffers
The queen will not be saying
Fox hunting has been repealed
The hounds will not be baying

Possibly at Christmas though
A snippet could be heard
About the proposed middle way
lord Donoughie a bird

Whispered in my ear to that effect
So it appears
No watering down of this here bill
For to do this would draw tears

The fox must be protected
So to the hare and Deer
The half way rule
Might Mean hunting with dogs
Could soon appear

But. There will be no digging
Out the terrier men no more
The cubs remain safe in the earth
So no more blood and gore

The delay could be a compromise
So I say let’s fight on
The act should never be repealed
Fight harder let us don
The mantle, of the wild souls
Not let the Tory hordes
Get their way with foxes
Let us raise our swords

And bring them down on Cameron
And his bunch of goons
Tally Ho to all of them
Let’s blow up the balloons

Send them into the night sky
With orange faces on
Let’s all save our wild life
And see the terrier men are gone

Gone from our green valleys
With their quad bikes and their rage
The bully boys in clover
Should be missing off each page