I'm a fox, a folk of lore

I sneak and slink across the floor
Sly, and mean and quick, but poor
Getting rid of me's a chore

All I want's to heal your sore
Leaping spirit, shore to shore
I heal hearts that people tore
I'm the pendent that she wore

I'm kind and sweet and so much more
I do not bite, or scratch, or roar

I'm the animal she swore,
Pendant locked up in her drawer,
Taken out and proudly bore

I'm a fox, the fox of lore