Friday, May 27, 2005


A man just approached me from out of the fog
He asked me if I preferred foxes or dogs
I said to him dogs and he told me of foxes
Who spend their whole lives living in cardboard boxes

I told him this bored me
But he failed to see
How his incessant fox-talk
Was bothering me

I took off my shoe and I showed him the sole
He rolled up his sleeve and he showed me a mole
I ran from him then, how i ran, how i ran
From the fog-lurking, fox-talking, mole-showing man


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