Poem-let :  Fox's Tent

Fox in a bed with tented sheet,
Lying on his side, no no, just ...

Alex tickles, Walter squeezes,
Fox's tent slowly begins to tumble ...

Oh tumble oh tumble to the ground.
They pounce and play finding this and that ...

Using wits and witticisms,
Last night and tonight ...

They find cessation
Does nothing for satiation ...

They pounce and play lots more.

Huh Chuh @ huhchuh@yahoo.com © April 2002