I saw a fox
Do some foreign trot
Hop tee hop into a Waltz
With some bin
Oh how they spin
Ring 'o' Roses round eyes and noises
Stroke his fur baby
Grab hold of those paws
That great orb spins down
I frown, that don't look right
Fright! I spit and taste the floor
Fallen over into the gutter
With no prospect to recover