The Fox in the Mist
There was a fox in the mist catching
fish on the shore .There was a glimmer
in the water .It was a gold fish .She
snatched ,she looked , she ran , she
stopped ,then kept going .There was
a light .She ran .It was the mist .She
kept walking and running .There was
a light again .She looked up , she ran
very softly, ran again .She stopped .
Fire! She ran in the den ,snuggled
at home. That was not fire it was
an old man in the forest.
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