When It Comes…

– –When the Revolution Comes,

I’ll go on a different kind of fox hunt,

And roam through the woods with automatic weapons,

Their chatter echoing in the still morning air.

I’ll track down a human hunter,

And tell him I need his skin for my jacket.

I’ll drag him along the forest bed, terrified.

And when he thinks that his doom is certain,

I’ll let him go…

Because I only want to make a point,

And turnabout is fair play…   😉



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2 Comments on “When It Comes…”

  1. carycomic Says:

    You’d make a bigger impression if you and other foxes chased him on horseback, across the countryside, using a large pack of man-hounds.

    TALLY HOOOOOOOOOO!

    Like


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