Little woman walk the downs
Frightened partridge fled the ground
The wind against its wings the sound
Poacher's arrow strikes her down
Little Woman stands in tears
It's darker now, but very clear
Before her lies the path for home
The arrowed bird behind her moans
Little woman gathers wood
The hedgerow understands she should
Not bothering anyone around
The poachers arrow strikes her down
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