The Silver Fox

Daddy O,

The silver fox

On its hunt.

 

Blessed words,

The given gratitude,

Bible kept in a high place.

 

Luxury landings,

Stack of smokes,

Beautiful lasses

Wandering about.

 

The hole of treasure,

Simplest surroundings

Tucked away,

Drives through the

Hillside,

A man who

Lives for this day.

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