The Fox

You might see me in the back streets By the light of the full moon With my look refined and cunning I will almost make you swoon Don't treat me as an enemy Or fear me as a foe Don't use evil words against me I'm a well-bred soul, you know I'm a smooth, suave, refined old chap A four-legged paradox Oblige me for a moment, please - I'm an urbane urban fox You've seen me on my rounds But I'm not heading for your bins No - you're far too quick to judge me Though, I confess - I have my sins One must eat to live, of course I'll not claim to be benign But I am a gracious, civil guest Where're I choose to dine The hen house holds a great appeal And I know how to pick the locks I do that with true style though I'm an urbane urban fox My poise and affable demeanour Give me access to any Mayfair club I'm a cut above the rural fox Who seems happy with his "pub" I'm not one to judge, of course I'm far too cool for that But jeans and a checked shirt? No! I choose a jacket and cravat No pints for me - it's G & T Or Martini on the rocks Oh yes, darling, I really am An urban urbane fox I can capture your attention With my wit and sharp brown eyes I'm keen to make a business deal Should my nose smell enterprise My fur is sleek, groomed and neat My tail swishes to impress My paw is keen to shake your hand When I'm ready to invest I truly never miss a trick When opportunity knocks I'm cordially yours I'm an urbane urban fox I enjoy reading high-brow lit Classical music was written for me Opera sets my spine a-tingle So does ballet, naturally I go shootin' with my country pals As for skiing - I'd rather not I find dancing is a pleasure though I love the Charleston and Fox Trot But don't class me as a Liberal I am rather orthodox Let's steer clear of politics I'm an urbane urban fox I'm polished. Well-mannered. Chic. Rich beyond compare Elegant and gallant And oh, so debonair But yes, I walk the city streets In the hours before the dawn There's something about the smell, you see To which I'm somehow, strangely drawn Don't judge me for that, please I'm just A four-legged paradox I thank you for your time - With love. Your urban urbane fox Written 10th April 2016