A Fox In the Henhouse
Meet the mother - old Miss Jenny
She gave birth to chicks aplenty
(Never dreamed she’d have so many)
But sly Wiley, a hungry fox
Was more threatening than the cocks
Tummy growling, he picked the pen’s locks
As her chicks began to shriek
Jenny pecked Wiley with her beak
And he was dancing chick to cheek
“Aaach!” Wiley cried out loud
As into his fur Jenny plowed
A fox in the hen house -- not allowed
The chicks were saved
They tauntingly waved
Fur a-flying, Wiley got shaved
From the pen fur-free Wiley broke loose
Because Jenny’d cooked his goose
And it was too late to call a truce
*A children’s poem for Gwen’s “Dr. Seuss Is on the Loose” contest.
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