Mama Fox

Mama fox mama fox what will you do your kits are hungry and its only you The farmer killed your man and you didn't even get the hen Mama fox mama fox its up to you A boy threw a rock and made you lame hungry kits whine your name you limp the best as you can is this how now it all ends Your fox-hole is under a fig tree ripen figs fall and this to kits feed Roll figs into the den as the kits dine but you know its only a matter of time Before the fruit ceases to be You smell a piglet running free you hide and watch carefully The piglet woofs down the figs after all he is a pig You might be able to catch him but its not enough for all of them So you softly speak for the piglet to hear sending thoughts into his little piggy ears bring your brothers and sisters all of em Huh said the piglet why should I share the figs are mine for them I don't care But I am the voice of the soft wind listen and I will shake down more figs ripen So many figs enough for a hundred pigs my dear When you return with your sister and your brothers and if you have small friends I don't mind others see the hole under the fig tree that is where all the figs will be The little piglet smiled and ran for his siblings he would gather them And tell the tale of figs in the hole enough for a hundred pigs he swore and told The fox limped back to her hole a large round rock she nudged and rolled A stick under made the rock stop with the piglets inside she could lock Hoping the piglets greed would show Not very long and piglets came the kits all quiet knew the game So hungry for sweet figs into the hole they ran the fox pulled the stick after them and the rock locked the hole ain't that a shame The baby foxes had bellies full their mama fox outfoxed the piglet fools Sweet pig meat and ripen figs foxes gorging on baby pigs Chewing on the pork bones the kits drool. Mama fox nudge the round rock for the hole to open baby bunnies playing, food for tomorrow she is scoping