Don't
let the foxes stay
They
will eat the chicken
They
will not leave anything behind
There
will be the empty nest
When
we wake up in the morning
We
will find traces of feathers
We
will come face to face
We
will go hungry without the eggs
By
the time reality bites
We
realize we should have shot the foxes
Now
they take everything from us
We
can hear them sharing their loot
Now
we have to struggle
Sometimes
crying like raindrops
When
reality bites us
We
blame ourselves for being blind
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