BBC4's Nature programme talked about the "Squirrels Wars" on Monday...and coincidentally, i found this poem by Humbert Wolfe (1885-1940) that is rather sardonic...yet very cleverly expressing the hipocricsy of some (i don't think it refers to all Christians) with a 'living' metaphor
The Grey Squirrel
Like a small grey
coffee-pot,
sits the squirrel.
He is not
all he should be,
kills by dozens
trees, and eats
his red-brown cousins.
The keeper on the
other hand,
who shot him, is
a Christian, and
loves his enemies,
which shows
the squirrel was not
one of those.
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