sport hunting

Hunting for sport
 
  It is hard to be a little fox
They have many natural enemies in the forest
Where they live in the hole of an uprooted tree
They have no umbrella for when it rains
No sofa and a TV, but they do have a loving mother
That tries to protect them till adulthood.
Now men on horseback and howling dogs try
To kill them for sport.
Who are these unsightly people chasing a fox?
Till it can run no more and is torn to pieces by
“Man’s best friend “
For this sport, the hunters dress in a red coat
At the table boat how, successful they have been
And no one calls them stupid.