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October 6, 2015
And in the rat holes of dismay,
where ferrets hunt out daily prey,
and gunshots loud, cause shivered spines,
and rabbits flea their safe confines.
No warren, a haven, when vicious terriers
set free to instinctively act as couriers,
and naïve pheasants, at a lazy pace,
become tomorrow’s captured brace.
With hunters pleading ‘they were born to be dead,
whilst irate Salvationist’s see mists of red.
Who’s right? Who’s wrong? – Life’s down to luck.
But caught in the cross-fire, limps off one lame duck!
And in the Badger versus Bovine debate
so much now sorted; some say too late.
Whilst those with a differing point of view,
still up in arms, as sense and reason stew.
So If you’re a lifelong animal lover,
then step this way, but do take cover,
for bullets flying through the air,
cannot distinguish who is there.
The Country fox, long since, saw some sense,
and with his cubs, headed for, the urban fence,
to a safer environment, he felt was right;
snuggling up in a wheelie bin for the night!
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