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March 1, 2008

Foxes

Foxes hide in holes
where they sleep
in the ground
very deep
without sound.

Frisking free
with her cubs,
when no hound
is around,
by the tree
they are found.

Little nose,
in a trice
off she goes.
Tiny feet
hunting mice;
what a treat.

Thus at night
what a sight
while they snuggle
in a pile:

a dream meadow
they alight
where they go
single file.

 

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