Paw prints following me about,
A shadow creeping up,
I hear something shout,
A yelp from a cup.
When I turn around,
And find this little fox,
I suddenly pounce,
And put it in a box.
I carry it home,
Where it's warm and dry,
Clean up its leg.. No more moans
I think it's time to say goodbye.
I took it outside,
Once it had healed,
I now never hear it cry,
And let it out free!!
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I am Rosie (11), I have a little brother -Joshua- (3) and two parents!
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