The Little Fox
Is that truly a rock, stream, or tree?
A boy, princess, or fighter for hire?
Or is it instead a magic disguise,
Made of that wondrous fox fire?
Poor, little fox without any den,
A small, weak demon all alone.
Yet he's found a new family,
And been given a new home.
The fox is cunning, not strong.
He keeps his true form hid.
But you just have to remember,
He is still but only a little kid.
(Dedicated to Shippo)
by Night Hunter MGS