U A Fanthorpe • read by Jan Jenkins
“Foxes have holes …” Matthew 8.20
The Gloucestershire foxes’ message
To the child beyond our sea:
We d’hear thee was born in a stable.
Us dreams uneasy of thee.
Us knows the pack be after thee
Us knows how that du end,
The chase, the kill, the cheering,
Dying wi’out a friend.
So, lover, us makes this suggestion
To thee and thy fam’ly tu:
Come live wi we under Westridge
Where the huntin folk be few.
Thee’ll play wi cubs in the sunshine,
Sleep in our snuggest den,
And feed on – well, us’ll see to that –
Forget they beastly men.
Maybe thee thinks tis too far off,
Our language strange to thee,
But remember us foxes of Westridge
When thou tires of humanity.