Where Have They Gone

Where have they gone? Where have all the commuters gone? Said an old Fox nuzzling my hand. I usually hide and sleep during the day, Not that I’m complaining you understand. Where have all the motor cars gone? Thought a Hedgehog crossing the road. Usually I must run for my life, To reach safety and family abode. Where have all the children gone? Cried the Ducklings down on the pond. We haven’t been fed for weeks, Of that stale bread, we are so fond. Where have all the vapor trails gone? Squawked Jackdaw high in his tree. When I was bored, I could count the lines, On a good day, fifty-two or fifty-three. Where have all the Rat poisoners gone? Gnawed a large rodent leaving his drain. I am free to infest all your houses, Causing havoc and crazed panic again. Where have all the hunters gone? Cooed Game-birds flying free and high. No lunatics beating the bushes, Compelling us to be blasted from the sky. Where have all the people gone? Cheered the animals reclaiming their land. We normally stay out of your way, The world is ours now, do you understand.