Its about time I posted another thatched animal, this time three for the price of one, which I saw on a roof in Walberswick. It looks to me like Mr Fox is creeping up on those two hares, who are so intent on their boxing they don’t even know that he is there. I do hope it doesn’t end badly!!!! looks like a great punch up though, definitely a woman involved somewhere?
How about a fox poem to go with this image?
The illusive Fox by Michael Cera
an illusive fox,
that knows no bounds.
its presence keeps me around.
upon a hill, he watched me drown,
and taught a meaning,
i have not yet caught.
but also made me laugh alot.
no better a friend,
i could have asked,
the words could bring shyness,
he’s surely abashed.
maybe meaning exists,
beneath both of our masks.
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