A cold Autumn morning
\nThe Hunters on cue
\nThe Sabs with their skeleton masks
\njust a few
\nTalked to the Hunters
\nasking them why?
\nThe Sabs seen as wasters
\nThe fox has to die<\/p>\n
Why such a question
\nLeave the poor soul
\nTo rest in his earth
\nFor that is his role
\nBut both camps believe
\nThey are clearly right
\nIt can’t be
\nNot when a wild soul
\nfeels just like me
\nBeing chased across countrysides
\nby horses and hounds
\nAnd if caught, torn to bits
\nJust like doing the rounds
\nThe police have arrived
\nThe Sabs make a row
\nTo frighten the fox
\nI just don’t know how
\nSome people tick
\nWanting wild creatures dead
\nAnd chasing them
\nThey must be out of their head<\/p>\n
A fox doesn’t hurt them
\nHorses and Sherry
\nTally Ho
\nMr Crow
\nYou appear merry
\nAll I can hope for
\nIs the fox gets away
\nAnd you fall off your horse
\nAnd are made to pay
\nlaying in the mud
\nHoping some one
\nWill come to your aid
\nWith a nice tot of rum<\/p>\n
If you do then recount
\nHow the poor fox must feel
\nChased by your hounds
\nAll those sounds, are for real
\nTorn limb from limb
\nDisembowelled in great pain
\nAnd how much better it feels
\nThat its started to rain<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
A cold Autumn morning The Hunters on cue The Sabs with their skeleton masks just a few Talked to the Hunters asking them why? The Sabs seen as wasters The fox has to die Why such a question Leave the … Continue reading