The
foxes in the chicken coop
Watching
the eggs piling up in straws
Eyes
grow big and hungry in the stomachs
The
chickens never see them coming
They
dream of their world
In
the chicken coop they live
They
don't need to live in fear
With
silver fencing they feel protected
But
it is the false hope of protection
The
greedy foxes will try to find a way in
They
want to steal; nothing will stop the deed
The
foxes feeling good no need to worry
They
have the control over the chicken coop
Only
the chickens still dreaming of false protection
Still
dreaming of the time of many eggs
The
foxes jump in wagging tails
The
farmer aims his rifle
In
his hiding place to take shots at the foxes
The
chickens run wild flapping wings
Shots
fire the foxes stare in death sequences
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