Frisky Fox was out in the farm yard
He was looking around the yard
He was looking for the chicken coop
Because he likes to eat chickens
This time he got caught in a trap
So, he missed a good chicken dinner
He somehow got out of the trap
And he never ate another chicken after that
February 17,2006, Clarence A. Graham, Jr.
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