The Fox’s Tale – Unicorn Challenge

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The Unicorn Challenge.

A magical new weekly writing opportunity from her – Jenne Gray – and me.
Visit her blog every Friday to see the photo prompt, and post your amazing story in her comments section.
Or on your own blog, and stick the link down in her comments.
The rules are:
Maximum of 250 words.
Based on photo prompt.
That’s it.

To hear me read my story in the most unimaginably appalling French accent, just click here:

The Fox’s Tale

Let me tell you who I am, they call me Phil the Fox
I am sad to tell you that I live in an old wet cardboard box
I live here in the city, I have to eat stale bread and buns
I would prefer life in the country but the farmers they all have the guns

My father wasn’t born here, he had to run away from la belle France
He very stupidly stole a chicken from a man in a very silly jacket on an enormous white horse with a lance
(that’s the man, not the horse)
It isn’t easy to be a fox always living rough
It isn’t easy finding food, we never have enough

I would rather eat the gourmet meals, maybe frogs legs or gateau
I would like also to live well in a castle or grand chateau
Most people don’t like foxes, they prefer dogs or cats
But let me tell you, mes amis, we are much tidier than rats

I am a little naughty because I like to be amused
I like to play the little tricks and make the people quite confused
That’s why I write this poem because you see, my dears
It is the Unicorn Challenge once again and I have no original ideas

PS Here are some wild thistles for ladysighs

for ladysighs
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About ceayr

A Scot who has discovered peace in a small town he calls Medville on the Côte Vermeille, C.E. Ayr has spent a large part of his life in the West of Scotland and a large part elsewhere. His first job was selling programmes at his local football club and he has since tried 73 other career paths, the longest being in IT, with varying degrees of success. He is somewhat nomadic, fairly irresponsible and, according to his darling daughter, a bit random. So, nobody’s perfect.
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23 Responses to The Fox’s Tale – Unicorn Challenge

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  2. He sounds very much like René le Renard, a sly little creature that used to hang around my house in Normandy.

  3. msjadeli's avatar msjadeli says:

    It is a chapter in ze wonderful story of Phil ze fox. A unfortunate life that Phil makes the best of.

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  5. Damn you, CE, you stole my ruse for ignoring the prompt before I could even get into second gear. Tres amusant, mon ami.

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  7. And I’m-a no see no fox-a!

  8. O mamma mia! This-a is-a some-a funny stuff-a you write-a!
    I’m-a no know what I’m-a gonna do with this-a pictha!
    What’s-a going on-a here? A big-a horse-a. A man-a in a bath-a-robe-a?
    A fa Napoli! I’m-a so confuse-a right now!

  9. ladysighs's avatar ladysighs says:

    Ladysighs gives thanks to you kind sir
    Wild thistles she does prefer
    Wildness in her now begins to stir
    And she invites you to join her

  10. jenne49's avatar jenne49 says:

    Laughing at ze wonderful accent.
    And poor Phil ze Fox and all his urban fox pals.
    Pe’aps I will bump into ‘im as I wander srough ze Glasgow smirr zis afternoon,
    Hey, I could take ‘im for a gourmet meal in ze French restaurant and drink a toast to ‘is old grandfazer!
    Great smile-inducing story for a wet day in Scotland.

    • ceayr's avatar ceayr says:

      Aye, well, when you live in a country for 10 years you pick up a few words, n’est-ce pas?
      Ol’ Phil has appeared here a few times over the years, never lets me down when I’m stuck!

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