Family of foxes in a garden in London, England, UK. Photo by Angela Lansbury. Copyright.
I thought our fox had gone away
And did not like a rainy day
But it raced in, hole in the fence
And stopped, in case it caused offence
The vixen ran the other way
From left to right, it made our day
Two foxes, oh what excitement
That diversion made us content
'though I watch when in the garden
'Sorry fox, I beg your pardon,'
I won't intrude on its domain
Unless it certainly will rain
We used to guard treasured apples
We installed a high gate with locks
But nought deters low-life squatters
That litter-spreading married fox.
-ends-.
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