Sly Fox

Catch the sly fox as it creeps in the night,

Suit of a bear, puts up a fight.

Regress in the past, its down to the last,

Man of few words, free as a bird.

As it slowly takes flight,

And eats all the worms.

I killed the fox in its nest.

Putting sly to the test.

Now its time to just rest.

And take not the least,

Standing on my own 2 injured feet.

To die yet again,

As women to men.