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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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The look of a fox hunter

He has the look of a countryman The sneer it would appear Wants to chase the foxes And so heighten their fear Wants to do away with wildness A creative force where they were placed And surely graced Such torture … Continue reading

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Encouraging children to kill animals

Children trained in killing wildlife Often go on to be Hoodlums and destructive louts It’s not a certainty But aggression and hot tempers Seemingly surface and It’s best to love the animals And just try to understand

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Present day Fox

That’s not how we think It’s how you think it be We live in an the earth And we love being free To roam yes to wander We don’t make a mess We live where we are put Who could … Continue reading

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Fox chat and Richard Bowler

Out on the snow the wind bites my ears I am lucky with Richard Who loves me, my fears Minimised really unlike the wild breed Who are still being hunted It’s not guaranteed Despite labours promises The hunts carry on … Continue reading

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To consciously adapt to Winter

Creative participation The godly creatures of the wild Living in the outside places Where the wind and water chases Snow and ice and darkness falling The Wintry it is their calling Some hibernate Some migrate adaptation Brumanation Diapause And even … Continue reading

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Fox hunting with hounds still doing the rounds

Despite true sanity What do we see Wild foxes Chased and murdered They be It’s against the law But the many turn away Some even support The killings 🦊

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Crepuscularity

It’s Dawn and dusk When foxes in the wintry months Will leave their earths To forage Crepuscularity It does achieve Bouts of Inactivity At other times The safer zones all the reason why These so called HUNTS Dotted about kill … Continue reading

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Wild one

A pensive little character Hoping that the wild Home that our god placed him in Will never be defiled Every soul created Has a genuine place And We all share independently What is the chosen space All fed as is … Continue reading

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Hunters ought to be sectioned

These so called posh hunters They think they can do Whatever they like It’s arrogance, through Everything everywhere White collar types People with top jobs With too many gripes Murdering wild life Ignorance rules In reality this lot are the … Continue reading

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