Fox's Wedding
As the rain falls
While the sun still shines
Somewhere in the country hills
The foxes throw a festive time
Of all delights and earthly frills
So gather all the sly with teeth
From distant hill and den
To celebrate beneath the trees
And feast on speckled hens,
In blossom scented breeze
Within a ray
That lights the clearing
Solemn vows are spoken, true
A veil is lifted, eyes are tearing
Into red coats soaken through
A cheer, then let
The fest ensues
They dance upon the dampened ground
And eat of mice and rabbit stew
With cunning talk and yapping sounds
So merry goes
The married day
Until the night has come and gone
The shape of things then shifts
Thither to the break of dawn
And the dew does lift
Copyright © Andy Thomson | Year Posted 2016
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