Sly Fox Still On The Trail(Not Mines) Foxy's Poem by Elizabeth Torres

SLY
SLY
LIL FOX SLY FOX DONT CRY
YOUR SLICK HUNTING GAMES
ON THAT RIDE
THROUGH THE WOODS
I THOUGHT YOU UNDERSTOOD
FOX
RIDE THE WOODS
RIDE THE WOODS
WHEN YOU CATCH THIS POET MIND-SET
WHAT SLY
WHAT SLY
FOXY'S HOUND
FOXY'S HOUND
YOU HEAR ME SOUND OFF
STILL ADVOCATING
TOO HOT
FOX
POET TOO HOT
FOX
I SMELL FOXY'S
ON THE TRAIL
I DONT LIKE SLY FOXY'S
FOXY'S
FOX
WHO WANTS TO BOX
PUT UP YOUR DUKES
I DONT
TANGLE WITH SLY FOXY'S
I TANGLE WITH MY OWN KIND
SORRY
BUT THEN AGAIN I'M NOT
FOX TROT
STOP
I'M NOT
YOUR TRAIL MIXED
MIXED CHICK
OF GOODIES
FOR
FOXY'S
POET UP
EVEN THOUGH
THEY THINK THEY ARE SUPPOSE TO BE GOING MY WAY
DAMN!


ELIZABETH TORRES
ACTIVIST POET


4/26/16