English poem
Fox And Geese
by Albert Bigelow Paine (1861–1937)
Two foxes stole two geese one night, When the air was warm and the moon was bright: One started west--one started east-- Their hearts intent on a glorious feast. But alas! for the things that we hope to do! A funny old man, with pistols two, Came running out, where the moon was bright, And they dropped their plunder and took to flight.