Dear Mr. Fox

Dear Mr. Fox

I sent you my rent after I got paid.

My boss says I can’t get a raise.

Don’t mind the wet bills.

It’s all from the sweat of my slave.

But I’m paying you everything.

So take the money and put food on your table.

Do not drink it sitting on the barstool.

Or else your wife will leave soon.


Dear old man with fat hand.

The sink isn’t working.

The shower is broken.

My walls are fading.


My wallet is shrinking.

I’m paying every bit of what I got,

and I’m expecting a result.

And sorry...

I heard your wife died.

Don’t forget to take care of your sons.

Dear Mr. Fox.

Your wife died, and you’re gone, too.

I don’t know about your kids,

but the Government is here.

Should I give them the rent money,

Or should I leave it by your grave? 

Let me know,

I’ll be expecting for an answer.

Dear gone man.

I fix the sink and the shower too.

I use the rent money to buy some food.

And the walls look great too.

Dear Mr. Fox...I miss you.