Category Archives: foxes

Hunting is against the law so ban them Once and for all

These hunts appear invisible It appears to me They are hunting outside The law And do it seemingly The law turns a blind eye to it It’s about the countryside But killing innocent animals however it’s denied is evil It … Continue reading

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A true FOX

Nosey is a human word Observant is more suited Foxes see, they hear,they smell In Gods earth they stand rooted Familial love and attention Macrobiotic too They eat what they have eaten For centuries They do

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Murdering wildlife in England

Scum bags they are everywhere Chasing hard the wilder Hare Sick old men with little sense Break the law without defence Many just turn their blind eye As these infidels apply Law breaking and get away With killing

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Cogitating

Sitting quietly cogitating Wondering now why Laws are passed in human land But still more of us die Many chased out of our earths Even some cubs do die When you lose your vixen Eternally you cry🦊

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Loving the wild fox

Ultimate bliss In what is a kiss From a friendly wild fox A red crimson smile The trust given sprightly The eyes shining brightly Enraptured am I Under the same sky🦊

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Even pregnancy does not preclude murder

Humility there is none For hunts believe that they Can go out with their medieval mind set And the way forward Is to chase and kill Wild foxes of the field Under the guise of trailing Criminals concealed

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A contemplative Fox

A wildness and a peacefulness Behold his methodology Magical responsiveness For him it’s not an apology He senses the exposure Of calming that he feels Hus wildness it’s intelligence That his posture now reveals 🦊

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A fox study

Is he reading the book In his little brick nook Or gazing at pictures That remind him of Rook From The corvidae tribe Who help him imbibe The scent of the Deer Who feed around here

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The Huntsmen

They exist of course as arrogant scum Caring for nothing In a way numb From the waist up Wild animals rights, matter not Chased by their dogs And killed on the spot That’s who they are They just don’t care … Continue reading

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My favourite Fox

Wonderfully wily Handsome he be Red the true fox he is honestly A true forest spirit A magical soul Who should be respected For each famous role A parent so special Just let him be As for the hunters Such … Continue reading

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At last the authority are taking the hunts into perspective

At last it appears They are waking up To those more privileged who Are about breaking our laws As if they are entitled to Thank goodness for the saboteurs Who but for them this might not be For arresting and … Continue reading

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Fox hunting disturbances

Apologies for breaking the law A hunt proclaims Frightening the children And others with their games Rabid beasts advancing In the hope to kill A wild fox just is dreadful They should pick up the bill For such a disturbance

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The hounds upset the Rhea

A shy docile bird Who would likely be Frightened by hounds Hunting fox Noisily This flightless bird Named RHEA for she Would be spooked by the rabble Pitifully     sheer arrogance on behalf of huntsman who think nothing of … Continue reading

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Fox hunting evil

For their so called sport Participants suffer Torturing wild life And their hounds too Life’s tougher All suffer The vehement violence Law breaking Heart stopping All true

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Hunting foxes is evil personified

It’s hard to describe them Supposedly Part of the humane tribe Though it seems to me Godly and gifted the wild fox That be Frequenting the wild woods For an eternity Chasing them killing them Depravity

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Hunters killing foxes killing hounds when they are spent

They dress up in their togs Imagining that they can kill Wild foxes living natural lives It’s their blood that folk spill Half of them tanked up on port Expletives to the fore They whip their steeds They kick their … Continue reading

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Foxes at play. Today

Let’s play in their cemetery Where long ago The humans went hunting Now they lie down below In the sod now just bones In their caskets no doubt Whilst we play up here 🦊🦊🦊🦊

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Snowmobile slaughter

Chasing wild foxes on snowmobiles seems To be rather reckless hearing it’s screams As it’s hit with the blades imagine the pain This so called sport with little to gain But wickedness torture and the vilest of bike They need … Continue reading

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Human trappers

Trapping the torture of angels Animals living where they Were placed by their goddess To live sustainably And in fact rarely go away In essence they are macrobiotic Living their lives sensibly

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Foxes and badgers

Foxes and Badgers Matter to me The so called hunts And Btb Two beautiful animals Wandering free Hunted and murdered both mercilessly Cowardly abductors Chasing with hounds Torturing horses Doing the rounds Trail hunting liars And badgers who now Are … Continue reading

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Its screams were heard in heaven

It’s screams were heard in Heaven A little fox who cared He loved his life within the earth And was sad he had not been spared He loved his lovely vixen mum And his dad was very kind And now … Continue reading

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Terriers and foxes

Huntsman believe That they can achieve The bloody obvious, they Feel that the terrier is actually merrier Hunting the fox every day It’s a misconception It’s wrong on all counts For terriers prefer to be Walking perhaps in the countryside … Continue reading

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Fox hunting degenerates

Innocent hounds Abused by those who Go out in the wilds the snotty nosed crew Many know intoxication and hate Chasing through hedgerows They often de b8 The need 2kill foxes The right is all theirs Excuses they have them … Continue reading

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Our innocence

No chicken coop massacre never by me 4innocence grabs u A fact all can see I live in the wild Where such innocence be In the earth I regain A meekness so mild The hunters their evil Created that child … Continue reading

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Hunting illegally

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 … Continue reading

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Scum of the earth

Scum of the earth Not really worth Even a tiny bit of planet earth Hunters they say After their prey Any old day A killing way Scum of the earth Without any worth

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A wild vixen

She was in the wildflower meadow Sparkling eyes had she Seeing her was wonderful She stood there so quietly A consequence of spirit A capability In amongst the yellow flowers Her source of energy Well-balanced 2the picture Regularity of form

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Hunters need pole axing

The government are hopeless They helped to craft the law Hunting with hounds is totally wrong In fact the deal is raw It’s carried out by law breakers Dressed up in hunt togs Stressing out wildFOXES With a bunch of … Continue reading

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The vile huntsmen

History has shown us The ever evil hunt Against the law We know what for It’s never been a stunt It’s a bunch of deviant mobsters Chasing after the fox A family wild Where it leaves its child In a … Continue reading

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Hunting foxes make the king feel romanitic

The King thinks it’s romantic Chasing wild foxes until The hounds catch up And disembowel And more blood then they spill It just shows how a regent Thinks these days That He Just gets infatuated By all this cruelty

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