The foxes gathered in the garden of a town house
that once was open farmland.
Their habitats swallowed up in man’s progress
having to adjust to the change.
Becoming accustomed to the humans presence
their appetites becoming immense!
Noticeably their aggression was rapidly accelerating
their lust for flesh uncontrolled!
No longer timid prepared to move in for the kill
humans now the main source of food!
Scavenging for left over food a thing long passed
a dooms day future cast!
The threat of rabies had now reached our shores
and contamination in the soil!
Making the once these small creatures grow big
the threatened cull never happened.
Because of the do-gooder who’d saved the beast
now humans their favourite feast!
With daily patrols of government armed soldiers
didn’t quell the growing fears!
Suddenly the foxes gathered in ever larger skulks
never had it been seen before!
They were not known to normally hunt in packs
surging down country tracks!
Like swarms of locusts they came into built up areas
the in place defences held.
Only a few were injured two savaged beyond help
many foxes were slaughtered!
Yet they regrouped preparing to attack once more
now becoming an entrenched war!
Authorities realised they’d under estimated the beast
was it too late to save mankind?
The Foureyed Poet.
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