Hunting in gardens others of course
Hounds tearing about
A big show of force
Clip pity clops all over the place
The hunters are trail hunting
What a disgrace
Arrogant mobsters
That’s what they are
They ride down the lanes
They follow their star
The fox the wild fox
Who has done them no wrong
These infidels actually
Do not belong
In our gardens on our land
In the wild countryside
Riding their horses
I cannot abide their
Ignorant status
Torturing they
Don’t give a damn
And they never pay
For the damage they cause
Toffs who believe
They can do what they like
How they deceive
The so few supporters
The law ought to be
Hitting them hard
That’s if you ask me
Story from North Dorset Hunt Saboteurs
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