Categories for Hunting Poetry

20th Century Fox

Posted on Tuesday, July 12, 2022 in:
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They call me Charles James (and a few other names….) Such as Reynard and Charlie the Fox. I’m a glutton for hens and for turkeys in pens And a worry to men who tend flocks. People cut quite a dash and they pay out good cash When it’s me that they’re huntin’ y’know. I’m a...

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A Favourite

Posted on Sunday, July 10, 2022 in:
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Ahh!, how I miss him where the trees That fringe the gorse are softly dripping, Sore-hearted as I feel my knees The flanks of his successor gripping: His gleaming heels no more, alas, Shall leave the straggling field behind him; No more across a stretch of grass The fastest run unbeaten find him. For he...

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