MISTER FOX

(John Pole)

tune by Terry Yarnell



Outside Mr. Fox's garden,

Three maids playing with a golden ball

Jenny threw it up and Susan caught it,

Mary bounced it over the wall

The wall is high; Mr. Fox has a little red eye



In she ran to fetch her ball again,

The garden gate stood open wide

Suddenly, it was locked and bolted

Mr. Fox stood just inside

The wall is high; the grasses shiver and the tall trees sigh



He says, "I'll keep your golden ball, Miss Mary

I shall have it and here you shall stay

You shall keep my house and be my servant

Never stir out for a year and a day"

The wall is high; His smile is cruel and his eyes are sly



Spring and summer passed like shadows

She watched the green leaves fade and fall

She walked alone in the empty garden

Mr. Fox said nothing at all

The wall is high; never a soul came near or by



Three strange things he did forbid her

"Never touch my iron box

Never go near the thirteenth room

Nor near the bed," said Mr. Fox

The wall is high; Mary don't you dare ask why



Mary she rose up one morning

Found an iron box on the shelf

But of all the rooms

There were only twelve

The wall is high; Mary don't you peep and pry

One day Mr. Fox went walking

In that box she found a key

It fitted the door she'd never unfastened

And when she opened it, what did she see?

The wall is high; the key said "run" and the door said "fly"



In Mr. Fox's thirteenth bedroom

A naked sword hung on the wall

In a silver bowl on the bed's black counterpane

There she saw her golden ball

The wall is high; the bed said "come" and the sword said "die"



In she ran to fetch her ball again

To snatch it from that great black bed

Out jumped Mr. Fox and lept at her

His teeth flashed white and his eyes burned red

The wall is high



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