There he breaks, Reynard the fox,
Dogs and controversy on his tail.
Oh he’s a wily one, knows to take
The track past the Saracen’s Head,
Port smooth enough for Holy Ground
Loosens half the company.
Now hurly-burly down the hill
Comes the House of Fallen Women.
How many fellows tall in the saddle
Can resist a personal inspection
Of the wretchery within?
Which leaves just the rump to shake
Out in Duffer’s Ditch before he trots
Home for a photo-shoot with “Hare and
Hounds”. Aye, he’s a wily ole fox is
Gordon.
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