Our poor Hares

looks like a lino cut print
From a while
Ago
The dear Hares
Hunted we know
Living on lands
Shared with us all
Including the hunters
Having a ball

With their dogs
And their vile hearts
Killing the Hare
Torturing chasing
A failure of care

Imagine it
nesting above ground
Unlike
The rabbits below ground
Expecting some tike
To come and molest you
Calling it sport
Grown arse like men monsters
Devoid of all thought

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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