Socializing?
... I guess a mans gotta now and then!
I saw your mother the other day
she was hard on the road she lay.
I hate to be the bearer of bad news
but later, I saw your sister there too.
Easy, I'm just folding the bag I carried with me
now that I fed you and it is empty.
I will bring you some apple-pie tomorrow.
I'll leave it over by where the river's narrow.
I caught another possum in the trash can
I let'em out and 'boy' you should've seen it ran.
They 'is' smart enough to get in, no doubt.
But they aint bright enough to get themselves out!
'Listen up' You stay away from those mean streets
and Mr. Johnson's chickens down by the creek.
They got traps laid along the ridge top way
Red fox pelts are bringing in top notch pay.
I remember when you was just a pup
back when you was afraid of a pickup truck.
It aint normal you and me on this river bend,
a man and a fox going on two year friends.
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