The sun is up
The sky is bright
Those bloody johdpurs appear tight
All those schooners all that port
All that bacon
With little thought
Out there riding
After a fox
A cub or three
My woollen socks
Far to thick
For being out
Chasing the wild life about
The squirrel men
Their quad bikes there
A terrier or two
To spare
Landowners in their 4 by fours
Gnarled of lips
And after wars
Tally Ho
Onto one
Run like the clappers
In the sun
Trap the fox and let us see
The hounds a biting
Seemingly
Rex Tyler is a Poet, Campaigner, former owner of an organic shop of 30 years, and Public Speaker living in Berkhamsted, UK.