The Christmas Fox

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Last one from me for this year, then. These are the lyrics to my Christmas song which has been released into the wild; it’s called The Christmas Fox and it’s available via iTunes http://bit.ly/s3K0Ro or Amazon  http://amzn.to/sOZGbJ  or other good mp3 retailers.  Season’s Greetings to one and all.

 

The fox in the city saw the snow begin to fall

And he stopped to stare in wonder at the glory of it all;

But the snow it couldn’t settle on the dirty city street

For the pounding on the pavement of the tired and aching feet

Of the shoppers who were dropping from the weight of all the bags

Holding gifts for husbands, parents, children, grannies, lovers, wags…

 

The fox in the city heard the bells begin to ring

And stopped to listen closely as the choir stood to sing;

But he couldn’t hear the singing for the ringing of the tills

And drunken shouts from brawling louts tanked up to the gills

As every single Christmas song from fifty years before

Came blaring out incessantly from every open door…

And Foxy said,

Is this what you do? Is this what you do?

Tell me is it true - is this what you do?

With all your time and energy, your love and money too -

Is this what you do? Is this what you do?

 

The fox in the city twitched his nose and smelt the food

And drink that people had to have so they’d be in the mood;

But the smell that hit his nose it was the sour smell of excess

From the scruffy burger-eaters to the banquets’ formal dress,

From the multi-packs of lager to champagne by the crate

People shed their good intentions whilst only gaining weight…

Is this what you do? Is this what you do?

Tell me is it true - is this what you do?

With all your time and energy, your love and money too -

Is this what you do? Is this what you do?

 

The fox in the city peeped in through an open door

And saw guys he’d seen in doorways on so many nights before;

They were being fed and sheltered on this bitter winter’s night

By people taking care because they knew that it was right

To look out for each other, to call a halt to strife,

To stop the rain from falling in another person’s life…

Is this what you do? Is this what you do?

Tell me is it true - is this what you do?

With all your time and energy, your love and money too -

Is this what you do? Is this what you do?

Tell me is it true - Is this what you do?

With all your time and energy - is this what you do?

With all the lives that you could make a difference to?

With all the love that’s in your heart – is this what you do?

 

 

Christmas

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M.C. Newberry

Sat 24th Dec 2011 01:50

I see town foxes right here in the centre of the capital...trotting along with a certain
attitude. This poem uses an increasingly
familiar sight to remind us of the real essence
of the human condition and its responsibility to others at this time. A thought-provoking
use of the imaginary questions that might cross the borders between species in near
proximity and increasing familiarity.

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John Coopey

Fri 23rd Dec 2011 21:46

Me too, Fifi (everything Foxy below said).

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Ann Foxglove

Fri 23rd Dec 2011 17:56

What a curious fox! Enjoyed your christmas poem Fifi - have a lovely Christmas! x

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