A bird, a dog
and a croaking frog
sat in a barn
telling yarns
...
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If your goal is for humor, here is an A+. Dad always went for the foxes, they wiould steal our chickens. I enjoyed this, Smoky. A relaxing write
Oh poor old fox - ha ha. Great poem Smoky, brought a smile to my face. Enjoyed reading.
A timely fable, in this era of gun hating; a reminder that people not living in big crowded concrete parks called cities might actually have a need for one occasionally (and also the people in the big crowded concrete bee-hives... even more!)