Step softly, March, with your rampant hurricane,
Nuzzling one another and whimpering with pain,
The little foxes are shivering in the rain—
Step softly.
Nuzzling one another and whimpering with pain,
The little foxes are shivering in the rain—
Step softly.
From "Slow Smoke" by Lew Sarett.(By permission of Henry Holt and Co.)
