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THE FOX MEDITATES	A
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When Samson set my brush afire	B
To spoil the Timnites barley	C
I made my point for Leicestershire	B
And left Philistia early	C
Through Gath and Rankesborough Gorse I fled	D
And took the Coplow Road sir	B
And was a Gentleman in Red	D
When all the Quorn wore woad sir	B
	-
When Rome lay massed on Hadrian's Wall	E
And nothing much was doing	F
Her bored Centurions heard my call	E
O' nights when I went wooing	F
They raised a pack they ran it well	G
For I was there to run 'em	H
From Aesica to Carter Fell	G
And down North Tyne to Hunnum	H
	-
When William landed hot for blood	I
And Harold's hosts were smitten	J
I lay at earth in Battle Wood	K
While Domesday Book was written	J
Whatever harm he did to man	L
I owe him pure affection	J
For in his righteous reign began	L
The first of Game Protection	J
	-
When Charles my namesake lost his mask	M
And Oliver dropped his'n	N
I found those Northern Squires a task	M
To keep 'em out of prison	J
In boots as big as milking pails	A
With holsters on the pommel	O
They chevied me across the Dales	A
Instead of fighting Cromwell	O
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When thrifty Walpole took the helm	H
And hedging came in fashion	J
The March of Progress gave my realm	H
Enclosure and Plantation	J
'Twas then to soothe their discontent	P
I showed each pounded Master	B
However fast the Commons went	P
I went a little faster	B
	-
When Pigg and Jorrocks held the stage	Q
And Steam had linked the Shires	A
I broke the staid Victorian age	Q
To posts and rails and wires	A
Then fifty mile was none too far	B
To go by train to cover	B
Till some dam' sutler pupped a car	B
And decent sport was over	B
	-
When men grew shy of hunting stag	R
For fear the Law might try 'em	H
The Car put up an average bag	R
Of twenty dead per diem	H
Then every road was made a rink	S
For Coroners to sit on	T
And so began in skid and stink	S
The real blood sport of Britain	J

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