The Shed

We purchased a shed for our yard.
To fill it was not very hard -
The sleds and the bikes
And the things no one likes
With a flimsy old lock standing guard.

To mice, it's a winter retreat 
And last summer, we thought it was neat
When a fox made her bed 
For her kits there instead
Of the groundhog, who left in defeat.

All the shed holds is useless old junk
And this fact gets my spouse in a funk
But it gives us a peek
Of some wildlife unique
And at least we've encountered no skunk!