THE COLOUR OF PHEASANTS.


The Colour of Pheasants,
Were all shot through,
Brown,
Brown,
In the Copse,
As The Beater's,
The Terrible Beater's.
Drove them on,
On unto the Guns,
The Field Guns,
Of  Bull Shot,
Dogs,
And Men,
Tweedy Men,
Of Certain Schools,
Standing Beneath faded reds,
Of   Autumn Skirts,

Whilst Old Silver Spurs
Stood some  way  off
In the  Distance.