A Wolf And A Fox. - Poem by Alex Angelov
A wolf ate a fox.
He chased her,
and she was dead.
He had fun chasing,
She had this wonderful taste,
and she wasn’t really dead,
just a little.
And he didn’t really eat her,
And they didn’t really run this time,
And he wasn’t really a wolf
And she wasn’t really a fox.
They didn’t know what they really were.
They just were.
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