the fox and the hen

The Fox and the Hen

"Well, good morning," said the fox, with a lick of his lips.

"Good morning, fox," said the hen, looking up from her meal.

"This is the part when I eat you," said the fox.

"Eat me? You do not need to eat me," said the hen.

"But I must!" said the fox. "You see, I am a fox."