Foxes

Hey Mr. Fox!

 Hey Mr. Fox

Can I have your tail?

Can I have your bark?

Are your paws for sale?

 

Oh Mr. Fox

Why do you run away?

I didn’t mean nothin’

Just something to say.

 

Yo Mr. Fox

Bring me back a mouse.

Bring me back a flower.

Nice things for my house.

 

 

Hey Ms. Fox

Your boy, he ran that way.

I told him not to.

I told him just to stay.

 

Poor Ms. Fox

It will be okay, maybe.

He didn’t run that far.

We’ll get him back, you’ll see.

 

See Ms. Fox

There he is.  On that fence.

Stretched out tanning in the sun.

Resting lazing forever hence.

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