There's a fox that lives,
Around our house.
Sometimes she's quiet,
Like a little mouse.

Although I think she's foxy,
Could she be a little toxic.
Not this one I concur,
A gracious fox that likes to purr.

Spends her days like a lazy cat,
Often purring on my lap.
Lying there taking naps,
For doing things she never harried.
From each others sides we've never tarried,
For me and my fox are happily married.

Poetry by Alan J Ripley The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2023-02-19 at 14:32

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josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
Lovely, Alan!

The sparrow
A nice story...

one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
Sweet : )

Cute Alan. Well done.