{"sf1_id":482507,"sf2_id":"Oe5AybWe","title":"The Fox: A Short Poem","author":"Chekhov","words":86,"posted_at":"2013-01-04T08:46:00.000Z","tags":["Fox","Poetry"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/482507-the-fox-a-short-poem","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/Oe5AybWe","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=482507\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"I wrote this out while chatting with my boyfriend late at night while we were apart for some time. He is a fox indeed :3","content":"The Fox\n\nA silent pride he carries,  \nHe runs about careful and gay,  \nAnd with his wit he never tarries,  \nA genius in his own way.  \n  \nHe is a fox and is glad to be.  \nA silent smile and playful provocation,   \nAll around him benefit he sees,  \nEasy with effort for much gratification.   \n\u0026nbsp;  \nA good partner to ask for,  \nNo better mate indeed,   \nBut pay attention, be forewarned,  \nLest larking beyond toleration exceed.  \n  \nSo be mindful of his tricks,  \nUse them yourself for some kicks.\n\n  \n  \n\n"}