the horse riders

The foxes hide in the bushes

Panting heavy trying to escape

Eyes in red minds in top flight

This time it will be over

The pack of mongrels

Running and barking wildly

Chasing the foxes on the run

Now the mongrels top and smell

The horse riders stop

Eyes train to seek the foxes

The horses feeling the heat

Breathing hard before the run again

The mongrels barking at the riders

The tails wagging eagerly to run

The horse riders pull the horses up

And yell for the race to start

The foxes see the scene

Quickly the foxes run ahead

Across streams and keeping away distance

They don't want to be caught and shot

The horse riders stop

The mongrels barking near the stream

Running wild with anticipation

The riders can't smell the hunt

The horse riders return

The mongrels barking incessantly

The truth is in the bushes

The horse riders don't see