14 Red FoxesA Poem by Scott H.Run run you can't catch me
“14 Red Foxes” Fourteen swift red foxes Go a-running on their flight A-jumping and a-yipping Making mischief in the night Two of these red foxes Post their sentry on the fence A-laughing and a-yipping As the other twelve go hence Four of those red foxes find Where the farmer keeps the hay A-thrashing and a-yipping Setting fire where it lay Four more of those red foxes Strike the coop upon the hour A-singing and a-yipping As the chickens they devour The final four red foxes steal Themselves into the home A-gorging and a-yipping Eat the family to the bone Fourteen red foxes turn into A single black one on the road A-hunting and a-yipping And a-coming for your soul
© 2008 Scott H.Author's Note
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