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Friend, Are You Left Alone In The Forests? O, Fox, Running Away!

O, fox, small and sly,
Running away this eve,
On seeing me,
Stop, stop you
And say,
How are you
In this world of man,
The woods cut down and cleared
And you living on the carcase
Thrown off

And feeding on
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Thursday, January 15, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: art
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Edward Kofi Louis 15 January 2015

A Nice piece of work. Thanks for sharing this poem with us. E.K.L.

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