The Fox and the Gunner

Foxes being really cute Invaded London not expecting anyone to shoot Playing around On the Emiratis ground Not hearing a hunter’s horn sound Until one gunner left off a shell And a war story for the shooter to tell Going into the break down one These feisty creatures were just trying to have fun “Things are not going down We must stand our ground,” Foxes said Time to play with the military’s head Manipulating the army was the deal While taking possession of the field For some reason they did not release the hounds Not another target strike to be found Keeping the artillery off the board Was just reward Until under ten minutes Someone got into it A goal for Vardy It was the Foxes sipping champagne at the party Ending in a peaceful draw Score leveled was the call Point giving to each Sharing was the lesson preached A top four showing Is in the Foxes showing Arsenal needs more To achieve the elite floor Granted this would mean possibly another combative chore For the military might In the league whose position is quite right Not to worry Give assignment to the conniving furry Let the foxes flirt around Tourney bound Looking good As they should Hiding inside that tree bark wood