Urban Fox

I am an Urban Fox In human form , I know A paradox. I trot along my daily trail And wag my bushy tail With my disguise it’s no Surprise, that people Greet me all but one As finest company And really fun. But; a ruddy Red Coat On a horse, with brassy Bugle and hard hat Of course, does follow Me around; with malign Intent on ending my Amazing day, in the Jaws of his bloodhound. I like to hide in coffee shops He cannot see me there With my disguise and human Form, they let me in But bloodhounds stay outside! Ruddy Red Coat, poised Perplexed, his Bugle Ain’t much use, in Streets as filled With traffics din The hunt that won’t begin Has made him vexed! Then later on when Red Coats gone, I Return to my natural Tune. I trot along And sing my song To the cities night time Moon!