There's a whisper down the line at 11.39
When the Night Mail's ready to depart,
Saying 'Skimble where is Skimble has he gone to hunt the thimble?
We must find him or the train can't start.'
All the guards and all the porters and the stationmaster's...
Cat, Cute, Poem, Poetry, funny
Fox fur can be rather soft
But not in june
For he is gone
Fox paws are not very big
Put fast and quick and sharp
You see he has a cunning brain
This makes him rather smart.
His intelligence is unrivaled
By the other cunning things
These...
Fox, Near rhyme, Poetry, animals