The badger said to the fox
‘What really rocks my socks,
is…
the colours of my friend, the fox;
watching the geese flying by in their flocks;
the rainbow that curls,
those feather-leaf whirls;
and the personified animal paradox.’
‘You, have too much thinking time on your paws,
Badger, my friend; but, applause,
for the tone of your rhyme,
writ in double-quick time;
but, I, I love a good equinox.’
Graeme Sandford 