The hotel from Hell
For the foxes who knew
Despite laws in England
The great hunter screw
Was turned on its head
Over Christmas, I hear
When a fox bit the dust
Because of hunters, its clear
To host such an event
Is a great karmic cost
And clearly indulging as such
Might have lost
Business!
for me I have travelled
World wide
And I wouldn’t darken the doors
Be inside
Not into this scenario
Where a wild soul was killed
Where Boxing Day hunting
Finally spilled
The blood of my wild friends
Who did nothing wrong
Except live where they were put
Part of the great throng
For me this hotel
Is now out of bounds
But for you you may welcome
The hunt and its hounds
Rex Tyler is a Poet, Campaigner, former owner of an organic shop of 30 years, and Public Speaker living in Berkhamsted, UK.
LOVE IT!!! Thank you!!
This request of me came from South Africa
We all have friends everywhere those of us who love animals
And each other
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Thank you for this, When are humans going to get we are not alone here. All lives are their own
Thanks Kimberly wild souls are exactly that wild they should matter so much to all
We live in a country that possesses hope for them we must all work together to help them for by helping them we help ourselves
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Excellent Thank you
Thanks Hennie great to hear from you all the way from the nederlands
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WTF
I might say the same to you