The fox on the run
He thinks he can
raid the chicken coop
Steal the eggs and
make his fortune
The easy way to do
his economics
In the bushes of
the jungle
He hides and keeps
his loot
He doesn’t want
others to know
What he is doing
behind
Little does he
realize
The hound dogs are
sniffing away
Tracing his smell
right to the loot
The fox is cornered
and he can’t escape
Now escort by the
hound dogs
The fox darts his
eyes around
Feeling the fear in
his eyes
He has no way to
escape
His members can’t
believe him
The fox grows old
suddenly
Karma has hit the
road
It’s the payback
time
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