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Sly Ole Fox

Sly red fox sneaking around The master's great estate Watching and waiting for one To open the gate to the crate That housed a hen that was a ten She was fat and sleek with plenty to eat Rested, refreshed with leisure complete That sly ole fox found a spot Hidden from view so he thought He watched as the master Opened the crate door letting The fat hen come out and explore So that's how to get at that hen I'll dress up and just pretend That I am the master of the estate Then I'll just open the gate I'll get that hen that is a ten And for lunch I'll invite her in But in the pot of stew she will go She'll make dumplings for me to show

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 10/1/2009 11:53:00 AM
This looks like an answer to your previous poetry Sara,"what is for lunch".Those sly foxes are everywhere ,they don't say let us live on love.Beautifully written. Best wishes,Chacko
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Date: 10/1/2009 11:47:00 AM
Oh that poor fat hen, i think she had better pay a visit to Ms Jenny and the barnyard gymn before the sly ole fox manages to get in the gate, perhaps dropping from a perfect ten tosomething under a size eight...LOL Sara this is a fantastic read from beginning to end. I thank you for sharing. God Bless, Always ,Adell
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Date: 10/1/2009 9:03:00 AM
And you Sara are just as clever as that sly ole fox. ~~~Magnificent Writing~~~ Love, Carol
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Date: 10/1/2009 8:32:00 AM
How clever that sly fox is, Sara. Another great witty write today! You're on a roll. It was such a pleasure to read this entertaining, humorous write! Love, Carolyn
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Date: 10/1/2009 8:31:00 AM
Beautiful rhyme you got here, that just the way that old fox is, if one leaves the gate open, Smile, Sincerely Moses
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