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Fox poem

I explore at night and loudly scream under a glowing moon shining in the sky.

I sneak up like an agent beneath a chicken cage,listening for a farmer’s niose.

I’m a night-screamer , chicken-eater.

I’m a rabbit-stalker,night-waker.

I’ll trade your dirty bins and make them into a delicious happy meal.

I’ll  run back to my underground fox cage screaming like a big loud cat.

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