Category Archives: A country tale

Tradition that’s the wrong word

Posted on October 10, 2024 by Rex Tyler

The insensitive Those perilous fiends Joining the hunt And the vilest scenes Imaginable For the vixen who Hears her mates cries All down to you Ignorant evil Hunter he As naked and as purposefully Ride the steed Whip it’s back … Continue reading →

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Murdering Hares and Rabbits in the UK

Posted on October 9, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Rabbits have their families Several times a year From four to seven babies Naked blind and helpless The mother it is clear Empowered with love and kindness The pressure is on her She has to prepare a place for them … Continue reading →

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Legality

Posted on October 9, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Calling hunting legal Is giving into those Idiots with nothing better to do Yes I suppose Many of them carnivores Eating the dead they are And wanting to harm the wild creatures Wanting to maim and scar Break up the … Continue reading →

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A baby found some respite from slaughterer

Posted on October 7, 2024 by Rex Tyler

He saved a lamb one of the few Rescued from a pit of stew And throat slit in the darkness where All that was left was pure despair A baby wondering when it might Taste fresh green grass All this … Continue reading →

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Pigs and I am One

Posted on October 7, 2024 by Rex Tyler

A terribly lingering torturous time Being a farmed pig In all of the slime Sty’s should be clean Well aired and dry Not festooned with excrement A place where we die Everyday closer to hell yes we be For farmers … Continue reading →

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Countryside sounds

Posted on September 30, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Thank Goodness we are adept With words And we all so love the farm yard birds Redwings,Thrushes Finches they Visit us and then fly away Their little notes they leave behind Songs that in our hearts we find Amongst the … Continue reading →

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An old man loves his dog

Posted on September 29, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Rain on the old bones Makes them creak Makes them painful in old man speak Covers his dog Loving and caring A wonderful spirit That He is sharing

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Hunts stunts

Posted on September 29, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Ogres in red Hunters I said Abusers of time It’s how they climb Out of the saddle Whip to the fore Shouting at angels He has not met before

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Fox hunting

Posted on September 28, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Laying a scent trail through barbed wire Laying a scent trail through Someone’s private garden Or a churchyard, or two These dressed up toffs in tight leather pants With a olive in their gob Tally Ho it’s the way to … Continue reading →

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A rabbits eye view

Posted on September 28, 2024 by Rex Tyler

A rabbit One bold warrior Raises his sights to see Utter realisation Of what it’s going to be His comrades in the crated place Others already dead Intimidation and horror And the absolute of dread Imagine the wild heart beating … Continue reading →

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Camouflage king

Posted on September 27, 2024 by Rex Tyler

The camouflage warrior He had a gun The deer was a wild soul Just having fun Dodging the bullets of ignorant arses Who just need to kill With their brand new glasses

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Local chicken sheds don’t be fooled

Posted on September 27, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Humanity stinks For there in me thinks Genuine caring on a small scale Would be happening But it leaves me pale Terrible cruelty every day Behind closed doors The chickens pay A terrible price And how do we feel Seeing … Continue reading →

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Pigeons

Posted on September 26, 2024 by Rex Tyler

I live in the countryside and pigeons here are all of the wood that much is clear A sort of white collar Plumper than most They frequent our bushes And sit on my post Like magpies the pigeons Are mostly … Continue reading →

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Posted on September 26, 2024 by Rex Tyler

The most sensitive of animals Intelligently so Their want for clean conditions As temperatures grow Humanity in farming Put profit margins first Crams these souls together And make them all feel cursed They cannot sweat Originally they lived externally Not … Continue reading →

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What is cows milk

Posted on September 25, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Made up of blood Of snot flavoured tears Made up of agony Over the years Torture and rape Kidnap and pain Agony happens Again and again

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My Beech tonight

Posted on September 25, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Silhouette trees Tonight, cooler too A dark oatmeal sky My Beech I see through The winds Brought some leaves down Red orange green Beautiful olive Where the sunlight has been Look up through the boughs Leaves are turning and we … Continue reading →

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Country Life

Posted on September 25, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Country Life Is about observing Wild Life As one drives home At night Through Ashridge At a slower speed We can see The foxes We can see the Deer We can see the Badgers Yes All three Exceptionally beautiful Wild … Continue reading →

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Alone in the forest

Posted on September 23, 2024 by Rex Tyler

On one’s own In the forest Where Deer like to run Some have a gallop When the day is done A Doe in her splendour Like a dark shadow she May just about come down to feed Real quietly Some … Continue reading →

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