Stoat Over Ermine


Oh wee Catholic creature she holds you tight

I might have said this

But then again this could have come from another tongue

I am envious of you

I envy your beautiful winter’s coat

I envy the comfort that you possess

Safe in the arms of that beautiful woman

A Master has recorded your union

And I can only but guess at your thoughts

 

Oh savage creature you hide your crimes well

The purity of your seasonal coat does not fool me

Surrender to the hunters they are easily confused

But I know that you will poison them without regret

You are an invader and nothing more

Release the throne as it does not belong to you

And remember that we were once brothers

I will remain pure until my final breath

Unlike you my cruel cunning friend

 

 


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