Fox to trust with your halo

Angels' Dia sey "You cannot help them,
them heathen must suffer & struggle alone."
Her Angels all cry out & scream indignant,
" For if not to save them, o why are we here?"

She tells all her angels, "You go watch them pray,
but dont let them see you, peek they not may.'
In church angels see, eyes closed, hands closed,
"these people won't need us & they are not alone!"

In hospitals & hostels & orphan childrens homes,
they see the sick & heartbroken, suffering alone.
All sick they see kneeling at side of their beds,
crying & wishing, "please don't make me dead!"

Angels take wishes, & call them all prayer,
tear off theyr halos & call foxes there,
"O dear fox take this & please fox take care."
They spread their wings & fly away together.

Angels fight the Vudu from the roof of church,
The dying recover, the fox-trick had worcked,
"O angel can you really trust, a sly personality,
will fox return your halo, & my wish to me?"