the Little Wooden Fox (life in the country)

October 6, 2013 § Leave a comment

The little woodland fox

stepped out of his woodland box

wearing some stylish woolen socks

he hopped along the mossy rocks

hopping down to the sea

full of joyful glee

for in his reflection he would see

a rippled woodland fox

he would run along the beach

and watch the whales breach

that little woodland fox

from that little wooden box

but this is all a dream

for that little woodland fox

because the farmer shot him through the skull for harassing his chickens.

fox

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