Vixens murdered by huntsman

Posted on January 26, 2024 by Rex Tyler

A vixen that’s a mother
What that means to me
Is females really of every race
Are treated so badly
This fox was wild
Not harming them
A creature born to be
Where it was and was
As these hunters ought to see
With their lousy eyes

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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