The Chase

What is a scapegoat for and what does it feel like to be one?



Every fifty years or so

When crops are weak and droop and die

When babies grizzle and will not feed

When a young girl has disappeared

When someone knocks on doors at night

When a barn burns and couples quarrel

We hunt the wolf to make things right.


Here’s the place the hunt will start

Right by the village green and cross

It runs past Baker’s Farm and ends

Near Wormwood Ditch and Wanderers Wood.


Here’s your costume. Be prepared.

We’re ready and the signs are good.


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