New Year’s Day poem: The fox and the mole

 

This is an old poem, which I wrote maybe 10 years ago. It's one of my favourites and a fun one for the first day of a new year. 

 

The Fox and the Mole 

(from Kaleidoscope, published in 2011)

 

“Let’s rob a bank,”

said the fox to the mole.

“I’ve got mouths to feed

and I’m feeling the need.”

 

“Okay,” said the mole,

“but you know I can’t see.

I can burrow real deep

though I might fall asleep.”

 

“Well,” said the fox,

“I can offer my cunning.

I will find a way inside

and to you I’ll confide.”

 

“Wake me up,” said the mole,

“when you discover this,

because I’ve got a hunch

we’re in a credit crunch.”

 

So the fox went off thinking

how to rob the posh bank

and came up with a plan

while eating a cherry flan.

 

“Well then,” asked the mole,

“what do you suggest we do

to steal all this money,

but not do anything funny?”

 

“Aha,” said the fox, grinning,

“I’ll tell you what to do –

just burrow under the bank

while I drive up in a tank!”

 

“Oh,” said the mole, frowning,

“I’d never have thought of that.

I didn’t know foxes could drive –

have you told this to your wife?”

 

“No, we must keep this secret,”

said the fox to the mole,

“as she’ll have my guts for garters,
and that’s just for starters.”

 

So off went the fox and the mole

to start their bank-robbing life.

Living it up, the law they defied,

rivalling even Bonny and Clyde.

 

 

Copyright Vickie Johnstone, 2011 

 

 

In the YouTube series of me reciting my poems, here I am reading this one. Thanks to Graham Fraser for organising this YouTube series. Cheers :)