Quietly and swiftly she moves on the ground
Seeking what food might be found
The fox is a predator, but sometimes prey
Some people hunt them too, because others pay
The farmer and his dog search high and low
But where hides the fox, they do not know
She's smart and sly, so the stories say
Get close to her kits and she leads you away
Her sensitive ears hear farmer and dog
So quickly she slips inside of a log
Then she climbs up the hill when the coast is clear
Her keen eyes see things far and near
And you shouldn't be fooled by her small size
For this little vixen is both strong and wise
Calvin "Cheese Grits" Yerke
