a fox
came into my garden that night
and triggered the motion lights
so I peered through the slats
at that sly old dawg reynard
as he went on his way to explore
here and there a sniff and a stare
so dog like and yet so fox
beautifully red unaware of my gaze
how ever did you sneak into here
mister nosey old fox you charmer
what led you to here on this night
then all of a sudden alarmed he freezes
with a stealthy silence stares to his left
such suspense whatever\'s he seen
but no... the pause passes
nonchalence is regained
by this master of the moonlit night
there\'s nothing to see here cept sly Mr fox
so I\'m off back to bed carry on old reynard
my welcome stranger
I\'ll see you again on another still night