Foxes Have Holes


Babes have cribs, bees have hives, foxes

have holes, cats have lives, and the

birds of the air have nests.  (But the son

of man he had not where to lay his head.)

Hyena has pack, sheep has flock, the blue

waleroo has mob; lovers have each

one; waves have trough.  (But the son went

off to the mountain: watch for me, here,

said he, watch but an hour for me, but

they fell asleep there on the olive mountain.)


Chicks have coops, snakes have rocks, pigs

have pens, holes have fox.  The marmoset

has trees.  (But the son, he had not where to

lay his head.  Down he went into the grave instead.)