The clever fox will run with the breeze
orange coloured coat and hay coloured eyes,
through the slick streams and tumbling trees
run from the pounding dog pack cry.
The barking fades and the clever fox hides
lurid dogs convey the starry landscape,
streched out in the summer's sunrise
the clever fox's cunning escape.
No blooding for an adolescent
he saved himself and kept his tail,
rolling in cowpat breaking up his scent
sprinting away from those red coats from hell.
M. J. Duggan
poetry of mj duggan
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I really like this! Excellent description helped me too see this clever little beauty skimming through the woods to his escape. Well written, well enjoyed!