Scrapes and forms
\nAre where we reside
\nNever static
\nWe prefer
\nTo be nomadic
\nFor We can hide
\nIn plain sight with
\nBig ears and eyes
\nI am a doe
\nDid you realise<\/p>\n
Once like you
\nI was a witch
\nThe switch is true
\nWe can but try
\nTo find our haven
\nUnder the sky
\n8 months old
\nSo fully grown
\nA spell of study
\nA synergy
\nUs Hares with birds
\nFor we
\nOwl and Lapwing
\nNest within
\nAnd the ancients
\nHave been known to grin<\/p>\n
At when they chased us
\nAnd we disappeared
\nAnd they found and egg
\nWhich so endeared
\nTheir spirit really, for actually, they
\nThought the egg they found
\nWas one we did lay.
\nBut its not so
\nThe birds you see
\nCooperated constantly<\/p>\n
With Over zealous bucks about
\nI mean they leave us in no doubt
\nSuch a bother for us you see
\nWe Does are living sensitively
\nAnd its so frustrating what they do
\nwe retaliate, we do, it\u2019s true
\nUs females really a Fisty cuff
\nA boxing match to prove how tough
\nWe are, and that\u2019s the reason why
\nPeople see us sparring, under the sky<\/p>\n
We eat at night nocturnally
\nDuring the day we rest, we be
\nSearching for sedges and grasses we
\nSeek out nutrition carefully
\nCountry folk see us represent
\nFertility abundance apparently
\nWe are herbivores all through
\nWe live by ourselves or in pairs
\nIt\u2019s true
\nBuilt with hearing very clear
\nAnd vision too
\nOur faculties
\nAre excellent and it does please
\nUs all to find
\nOur engineering
\nIs particularly endearing<\/p>\n
We can change colour
\nWhich is good
\nIn Winter we are whiter and
\nWe remain
\nmuch safer
\nSo we should
\nAlthough we are resident
\nWhat we have found
\nA smaller number are now on the ground
\nOur number much lower
\nFor hunters abound
\nAnd farming is damaging
\nThat\u2019s what we\u2019ve found
\nWe are elusive
\nMagical beings
\nThe order of Lepus
\nLess of us around
\nWitches. transform
\nIt\u2019s a closeness that we
\nAppreciate greatly
\nWhere else would we be
\nShe in the knowledge
\nOur sisters outside
\nIdentify with us
\nAnd do confide<\/p>\n
Our offspring are born
\nFully furred
\nOpen eyed
\nAnd all above ground
\nIt\u2019s their mythical side
\nReady to run from the predators who
\nWith their hounds try to murder us
\nThat\u2019s what they do<\/p>\n
When the hunters a chasing
\nWe use our guile
\nWe lay down in the slope
\nHunters on seeing this
\nSome cannot cope
\nThey think we disappear
\nWell we do in a way
\nWe can run like the clappers
\nAnd turn round and play
\nOut the whole chase
\nIt\u2019s like magic for they
\nAre clumsy and dopey
\nAnd just have no way<\/p>\n
No realisation
\nNow\u2019t tween their ears
\nI mean to say hunters
\nAre a right load of queers
\nHigh on the hard stuff
\nEyes bunged up with sleep
\nFat around their hearts
\nEnough to make them weep<\/p>\n
We have all been around
\nSince the Iron Age I hear
\nSome carbon dating
\nApparently clear
\nThe Romans brought us over
\nApparently
\nAnd we\u2019ve managed to exist here
\nIn perpetuity <\/p>\n
We forage at Dawn
\nAnd at Dusk
\nWhere we know
\nIt\u2019s safer from foxes
\nAnd horned owls who show
\nUs loads of aggression
\nAnd what we have to do
\nIs be quick on the uptake
\nAnd not clueless to<\/p>\n
The old forage game
\nIn the presence of those
\nHumanoid heartless
\nWhose poison it flows
\nEverywhere in rivers across the fields
\nA toxic residue we all know builds
\nUp, there is glyphosate
\nA killer to all
\nSo many hazards
\nWe can go to the wall
\nWorrying actually
\nWhat the many unkind
\nDo cogitating
\nAs so many find<\/p>\n
Toxicity reigns
\nButtercups far and wide
\nFoxgloves are deadly
\nNo place to hide
\nPrimroses,Columbine Comfrey
\nAnd Yew
\nHolly and Ivy
\nWhat a vile crew <\/p>\n
They kill us all outright
\nLegs in the air
\nHearts pumping like steam trains
\nAnd farmers don\u2019t care
\nNobody cares these days
\nOnly those who
\nFollow the crafte
\nAnd remain good and true.<\/p>\n
We have so much to think about
\nIt\u2019s vile you see
\nBeing stuck in the woods
\nUnder some tree
\nOut in the fields
\nWhere harvesters ply
\nWhere car tracks are present
\nAnd where many die<\/p>\n
They drive at great speeds
\nDropping litter each day
\nAll sorts of shit
\nIs now on display
\nYou can find them
\nAnd threaten them
\nThey do not care
\nThey have shit for brains
\nAnd so few are aware.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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