Sport Hunting

Hunting for sport It is hard to be a little fox They have many natural enemies in the forest Where they live in the hole of an uprooted tree They have no umbrella for when it rains No sofa and a TV, but they do have a loving mother That tries to protect them till adulthood. Now men on horseback and howling dogs try To kill them for sport. Who are these unsightly people chasing a fox? Till it can run no more and is torn to pieces by “Man’s best friend “ For this sport, the hunters dress in a red coat At the table boat how successful they have been And no one calls them stupid.