Foxy-Loxy
By Richard L. Provencher
Wed, 16 Nov 2022
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A shadow emerges
from the edge of
a wind-swept brush
furry weathered
& frizzy-like
spread out in every
direction
his appetite now filled
from two unlucky
mice & happily
steps into
the warm sun.
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Reminds me of the fox that
Permalink Submitted by skinner_jennifer on
Reminds me of the fox that comes into our garden. Enjoyed your foxy poem.
Jenny.
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I think it was a cat
I think it was a cat, but rather two happy mice. The thrill of the kill. Proud.
Haha! see you Richard
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