Vixens Henna Tattoo

Vixie was the first fox in the woods to get a henna tattoo
She was adorable, beautiful, the vixen named Sue
We asked who had done it this lovely day in November.
She lied through her teeth, saying she did not remember.
We followed her around and asked her kin and such.
But they feared her wrath and said they did not remember much.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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