Category Archives: Voles

Potten End Woods

Beautiful woods Radiantly so Potten End’s lovely As some of you know Passers by some of them Blood quality More and more acid And gracelessly They toss from their cars The unsightly the rank Defacing our woodland Each litter strewn … Continue reading →

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A wild Vole

A pretty little creature Who tunnels here and there He looks a bit mousy But he doesn’t seem to care Clearly he is a native Loves England Which is good The woods and forests Love them My guess is that … Continue reading →

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