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Our fox has been around this morning

Sitting alongside next door's fence

Where an old mattress and lumber pile

Make a high place in the sun.

About two, he wandered down

Across the grass, back leg atwitch,

As he tried to reach his ear

Before he stopped behind the holly.

From the window I can see,

Down behind the bench, his tail

Swinging casually side to side

As he scratches at his fleas.

When we move house will he greive

Or simply miss the food we leave?

Brian Hick 12 April 2012

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