The first time I ever saw a fox
I shall never forget
He was not in the forest
Or in a zoo
But on a rack
The first time I ever felt a fox
Was when I touched that coat
And wept sorrowed tears
It felt so soft and smooth
But oh so cold
Since a girl I wished
To see a red fox
But not this way
Not this way
The first time I saw a fox
The life had been lost
Had I not checked the label
I'd have never known
It had once been a fox
The first time I saw a fox
Rage rushed through me
Tears flowed from me
Sorrow overcame me
The first time I saw a fox
Was in that store
On that day
In that way
This was not
How I thought
The first time
I would ever see
A fox
Would be
Return to Poetry
** Fair Use Notice**
This document may contain copyrighted material, use of which has not been
specifically authorized by the copyright owners. I believe that this
not-for-profit, educational use on the Web constitutes a fair use of the
copyrighted material (as provided for in section 107 of the US Copyright
Law). If you wish to use this copyrighted material for purposes of your
own that go beyond fair use, you must obtain permission from the copyright
owner.
