Small against the black night
Eyes wide reflecting the moonlight
Their copper color wet with fear
Contorting in the shape of a tear
Danger silences the thick dark wood
Menace and ill will is understood
Fear pinched on a face soft and round
She runs her fingers through curls red brown
This little sprite with tail plump and white
Takes off in a sprint afraid to fight
As she tears off in this fearful flight
Her position is revealed with a screech in the night
She comes to a halt by a burrow, a den
A spark of hope, she found home then
Lurking just out of view, a shadow draws near
A long toothy snout curls up in a snear
From the hole burst a fearsome snarl
Momma fox comes out face in a scowl
But what Momma saw drew her up short
Met with a growl and a drooling retort
Who would attack the Queen of the Forest
A mere fox is not all that is before us
The creature, a mere shadow in the darkness
Reveals to speak only teeth and claws of sharpness
"Bring out the one I gave chase and did flee
Give back what was unfairly stolen from me."
Rising erect on her hind paws easily
The mother transforms into a deity
The monster recoils, the view impressive
But still stands firm angry, aggressive
With booming voice, beautiful but firm
The mother asks, "Daughter, what have you to return?"
Immature face droops down from view
She starts to explain but dares not to
Hands fold sheepishly behind her back
Something glints there, smooth and black
The monster snarls as he catches sight of it
The mother holds up a hand to recieve the trinket
"It's mine, it's mine, give it back to me!"
The monster steps closer eyes full of glee
Slowly the prize is removed and returned
Mamma shoots a look, disappointed and stern
Small face is hidden behind curls red brown
An apology is delivered through lips turned down
Momma bows ashamed of her daughter's folly
Daughter bows too and repeats that she's sorry
The monster turns with a nod of his head
A quiet stillness left in his stead
Mother and daughter turn in with out words
That was the last of the monster to be heard
Eyes wide reflecting the moonlight
Their copper color wet with fear
Contorting in the shape of a tear
Danger silences the thick dark wood
Menace and ill will is understood
Fear pinched on a face soft and round
She runs her fingers through curls red brown
This little sprite with tail plump and white
Takes off in a sprint afraid to fight
As she tears off in this fearful flight
Her position is revealed with a screech in the night
She comes to a halt by a burrow, a den
A spark of hope, she found home then
Lurking just out of view, a shadow draws near
A long toothy snout curls up in a snear
From the hole burst a fearsome snarl
Momma fox comes out face in a scowl
But what Momma saw drew her up short
Met with a growl and a drooling retort
Who would attack the Queen of the Forest
A mere fox is not all that is before us
The creature, a mere shadow in the darkness
Reveals to speak only teeth and claws of sharpness
"Bring out the one I gave chase and did flee
Give back what was unfairly stolen from me."
Rising erect on her hind paws easily
The mother transforms into a deity
The monster recoils, the view impressive
But still stands firm angry, aggressive
With booming voice, beautiful but firm
The mother asks, "Daughter, what have you to return?"
Immature face droops down from view
She starts to explain but dares not to
Hands fold sheepishly behind her back
Something glints there, smooth and black
The monster snarls as he catches sight of it
The mother holds up a hand to recieve the trinket
"It's mine, it's mine, give it back to me!"
The monster steps closer eyes full of glee
Slowly the prize is removed and returned
Mamma shoots a look, disappointed and stern
Small face is hidden behind curls red brown
An apology is delivered through lips turned down
Momma bows ashamed of her daughter's folly
Daughter bows too and repeats that she's sorry
The monster turns with a nod of his head
A quiet stillness left in his stead
Mother and daughter turn in with out words
That was the last of the monster to be heard
