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Ode to a fox
Slipping silently Into the lush grass Under the thorn hedge On this evening Of the last, longest day Of the millennium I admire the alertness Of your angular head Balance of your brush, And coat of burned toast.
But when the cobwebs Sparkle with dew We will become adversaries Pitting our will and skills Against each other.
I promise you That our battles Will be fair Guns and weapons Will play no part. You will choose the battlefield To run and hide For you are master Of this hunt In a land where man Fox, horse and hound Were meant to run And to admire.
Ger 0’ Riain
The fox may be the point of the tome, but the peripher
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