Lessons from the Wily Old Fox

A wily old fox with a craving for fowl,
Prowls through the meadow in search of his goal;
He’s cunning as can be, so sly and so bold,
As he sets his keen eyes on the hen house now just up the road.

Their feathers are soft and their eggs rich as gold,
Protected inside by a fence strong and bold;
But nothing could stop this determined fox’s plight,
He’ll find a way in, come day or night.

He sniffs around, his nose leading the way,
As he circles the hen house and wards off any prey;
Finding an opening that others dismay,
This clever fox sees it as his open invitation to play.

The hens inside are clueless in their bliss,
Unaware of the danger lurking near by,
As the hen house door slowly starts to lift,
Revealing the thief with his hungry eyes fixed.

But the fox is not alone on this quest;
The farmer watches from a distance, unseen and at rest;
A trap had been set for the cunning beast,
And now it’s time for the tables to turn on his feast.

The farmer emerges with his trusted hound,
As they corner the fox who is caught on their ground;
They will not let him escape this fate bound,
His scheming ways have finally come back around.

So, the wily old fox, now captured and stuck,
Is sent on his way, no longer to pluck;
A lesson learned by the cunning of luck,
Guile and dishonesty are certain to face their match.

And so ends the tale of the Fox and the Hen House,
With morals intact and deception dispersed;
For honesty and care is what truly wins in the end,
And protection for those who cannot defend.

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