|Would you like a box containing a fox,
Or stones and bones and one or two rocks?
I would like a box containing
A furry and fuzzy and cuddly fox.
But stones and bones and several rocks!
That's not a treasure to hide in a box!
Do you like walking in the woods,
Or eating Spam and clam tinned goods?
Yes, I like walking in the woods,
One should and could walk in the woods.
But Spam and ham and clam tinned goods!
There are better, better, better foods!
Do you like water from a font,
Or ghosties and beasties and creatures that haunt?
I do like water from a font,
One lonely, solitary font.
But ghosties and beasties and creatures that haunt!
There are better things that one might want!
Do you like pointing at the trees
At two-hundred-and-fifty degrees*?
Yes, I like pointing at the trees,
I sometimes sneeze from all the trees!
But with my nose I'll do as I please
And I'll walk toward two-fifty degrees!
Do you like walking in silly races
Of one-hundred-and-sixteen short-legged paces**?
One-hundred-and-sixteen short-legged paces
Are really and truly my kind of races
!And walking and talking in forested spaces,
And taking advantage of nature's good graces.
Paces you've counted have brought you to where
The box with the fox is really quite near!
Yes, it really and truly was so very near!
At first it wasn't so terribly clear—
But I poked and I prodded without any fear,
And a box with a fox I've found hidden here!
* All readings are magnetic
** 116 of my paces (I am short) – a pace is a single footfall