Anarchy when the Fox falters
Anarchy when the Fox falters
Anarchy when the Fox falters
Anarchy for the Fox
Anarchy for the Fox
Faltering
Faltering
Faltering
Faltering
The Fox is falling
The Fox is falling
The Fox hates to fall
The Fox hates to fall
The Fox has to fall
The Fox has to fall
To fall
To fly
To fly
To fly
Foxes can't fly!
Foxes can't fly!
Make the Fox cry,
Make the Fox hide.
The Fox won't try
To fly
Fly
Fly
The Fox won't run
Or hide
Hide
Hide.
Anarchy starts fires
Anarchy starts fires
Anarchy starts fires.
Foxes like fires
Foxes like fires
But fires can fly
Fires can fly.
The Fox can thrive
The Fox can thrive
The fire will shine
Inside Foxes' eyes.
The fire will fly
The Fox won't stay quiet.
~
'Anarchy'
- By the Fox.
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Ruby Red
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Original narrative & well developed characters
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