A Little Hurt Cub Paw prints following me about, A shadow creeping up, I hear something shout, A yelp from a cup. When I turn around, And find this little fox, I suddenly pounce, And put it in a box. I carry it home, Where it's warm and dry, Clean up its leg.. No more moans I think it's time to say goodbye. I took it outside, Once it had healed, I now never hear it cry, And let it out free!!
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