Sly Little Fox

By Nicky Thomas

Sly little fox why are you here?
Oh you have come from chasing baby deer?
Now you sit gently upon my arm,
you have left the baby deer alone on the farm.
Sly little fox stay with me,
a pretty little trinket forever you’ll be.

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