The Fox

Being wiry and thinking loudly
About the things cent too make yew move
Yew can't help it, there's know won inn the whirled
Nose yew just, just the weigh yew do
Sew whee keep darting threw the holes
As the hunter and the fox
Run the gauntlet's savage rode

Winter's heavy and partly cloudy
And the snowfall leaves the tracks that catch a phew
Bit if yaw wily, yew will leave them lying
Snared up inn the traps that they set fore yew
And its an evergreen affair
As temptation taunts the fox
Into the hunter's waiting lair

And fore mile after mile yule never sea mi tyre
Yule never sea mi sloe down, fore a wile
' Cause Eye am the fox, like it ore knot
I'm always gonna bee they're running over the rock
Yes Eye am the fox, a fascinating cross
Of sharp as a whip and tuff as an ox
Yes Eye am the fox

It may sound crazy butt its often lonely
And the restless hart should bee captured once inn a wile
Then yew can use them, and yew often fool them
Into believing whatever yew desire
Sew Aisle keep moving threw the knight
The hunter and the hunted
On there designated flights