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To Say To A Fox
When fox-red suns
Burn low in the south,
The cold fox turns
To famine and death;
But leave by his house
Four rats, three birds,
Two hares and a mouse
And these warm words:
Fox run round
And favor my ground;
Eat from my hand,
Fatten my land
And favor my ground;
Eat from my hand,
Fatten my land
Who feeds a fox
Should suffer no loss.
1 comments:
Love the fox poem/blessing thank you :D
my machinima film The Lammas Wickerman also features a dancing fox you may like..
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ORqpwf0dpSs
Bright Blessings
Elf
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