Foxes I & II

I

I want a baby fox for Christmas, Mother--
a red pup curled at the foot of my bed
to yip at the snowflakes and passing squirrels.
His tail would wrap beneath my nose as
he perches on my shoulder while
I study in the Den.  I know the fox
is not a pet but Mother please
I cannot be appeased by a dog or cat
I want a baby fox for Christmas to sleep
at the foot of my bed.

II

a wolf pup plays

with a fox pup plays

with a boy pup plays

with a gun and then learns

how to aim and then seeks

out the fox boy he seeks

out the wolf boy he takes

careful aim then the boy

sees the eyes of the fox

of the wolf boy then whistles

his hound boy he stumbles

to see through the fog

in the woods then the boy

leaves the farm and the hound

for a far-away land

boy he carries his gun

through the jungle and steam

boy he aims at the boy,

boy he takes proper aim

oh the boy shoots the boy

and his bleeding wound drips

boy the boy drops his gun

and the boy dies in vain

and the boy with the hound

and the wolf and the fox

is a man is a man

is a man is a man.  

yes the boy is a man

in a far-away land

he has blood on his hands

now he's back on the farm

now the boy has a boy

yes the boy who's a man

has a boy of his own

and his boy has a hound

sees the hound boy a fox

bearing pups and a wolf

boy a wolf bearing pups

boy that boy sees the wolf

and the boy sees the fox

and he says to his boy

"boy those pups are your kin"

says the boy to his dad

with a glint in his eye

he says "why father why?

why are animals kin?"

says the boy to his boy

"son we all of us die,

boy but some of us kill"

and the boy saw his dad

with a glint in his eye

and the boy was a boy

and the fox was a fox

but the wolf was a wolf

boy and all of them pups.