Foxhall Road Poem by O Anna Niemus

Foxhall Road



Few of the idly rich Virginians who hunt foxes
Few who live on Foxhall Road

None of Rupert Murdoch's
Fox execs

are found in military morgues
.. or in cold and dirty foxholes

(Oscar Wilde about foxhunting:
the unspeakable in full pursuit of the
inedible)
(When Tony Blair kept his election promise
to outlaw most foxhunting in the UK,
Virginia became one of the last
places in the world involved in the
ancient barbarism)

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