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A crimson fox
With a cream tipped tail
Scurried along
Under the garden veil
Rabbit locked in its jaws
Red teeth pressing down
It snuck into a tree
Without making a sound
Closes the door
His wife is making stew
Needs one more ingredient
A rabbit will do
A dash of salt
A pinch of pepper
Good food warms the soul
Makes a fox a bit better
The garden man stares at the tree
Sitting lone in a firefly field
He saw a cream tipped tail
Grab the family cat for a meal
The garden man doesn’t hesitate
To knock at the tree
The fox opens the door
A shotgun he could never foresee
He prayed to a fox god
To think he had the gall
The stew got cold
He painted crimson on the wall
