Little fox

I’m a hound I live

Under ground. I’m

A fox cub I don’t

Belong to any club.

I wander alone all

On my own.

I don’t have

A home so you

See it’s just me.

I come up sometime

And have a fine time.

I’ll have a play

Then go away.

I don’t have time

To climb a tree as

That old man will

Catch me.

By Rita Joel