The vixen

Among the taller wood with ivy hung
The old fox plays & dances round her young
She snuffs & barks if any passes bye
& swings her tail & turns prepared to fly

The horseman hurries bye she bolts to see
& turns agen from danger never free
If any stands she runs among the poles
& barks & snaps & drives them in the holes
The shepherd sees them & the boy goes bye
& gets a stick & progs the hole to try
They get all still & lie in safety sure
& out again when every things secure
& start & snap at blackbirds bouncing bye
To fight & catch the great white butterfly

#poetry #environment 

#honesty

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