With sparkling eyes, and a fluffy tail, out clambered the curious fox
One furtive glance and, alas he was clasped firmly in a pair of claws
Remembering his mother’s words, “Never venture out on an Equinox”
Ruminating on his folly all the while getting closer to the bear’s steely jaws
The woods reverberated with the sound of buck shot
Stung by which the bear dropped the little fox
The ranger with his gun barrel still hot
Told the lucky survivor, “Today is Equinox”
Courtesy of Sammi Cox Weekend Writing Prompt#97
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Nice one. Like the rhythm. 🙂
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