"PS-400 Old Poets- The Owl and the Fox" by Numi Who

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song written to the poem "The Owl and the Fox" by James Russell Lowell

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Numi Who

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Song Info

Genre

Podcasts • Poetry

Charts

Peak #34

Peak in subgenre #11

Author

words: by Unknown and wbiro; music: wbiro

Rights

wbiro

Uploaded

September 12, 2011

Track Files

MP3

MP3 6.2 MB • 128 kbps • 6:45

Lyrics

There once was a fox
that lived under the rocks
as wicked as he could be;
and of all the foxes
that ever did live,
there were none so bad as he;
his step was soft
with his padded feet;
but his claws were sharp beneath,
and sharp were his eyes,
and sharp were his ears,
and sharp were his terrible teeth!

And the dreariest place
you ever did see
was this old fox's den;
it was strewn with the down
of the tender chick,
and the quills of the mother hen
where he dragged them in
this dismal den,
and piled their bones together!
and killed them, dead!
and sucked their blood,
and ate their flesh,
and picked their bones,
and warmed his bed with their feathers!

But while the old fox
lived under the rocks
as wicked as he could be,
an owl built his nest
in a very large hole
that was up in the top
of the tree.

The owl was named "Hooty"
and often at night
when the loud night wind blew,
he'd wake the old fox
in his hole in the rocks
with a hooty-toot hooty-toot
hoo hooty-toot-too!

Now oft in the morning
out came Jack
with spurs on his heels
and his whip to crack!

And he saddles his horse,
and called to his pack,
and started off on the fox's track;
and away he went
with a clattering sound
of the swift-footed horse
on the frosty ground;

and the horns that rang
with a merry sound,
and the deep-mouthed bay
of the rapid hounds.

The fox went skimming
along the ground,
but nearer
he heard the bay of the hounds!

And on he went,
like the rustling wind,
but the dogs came closer
and closer to him.

'Till his legs were tired
and his feet were sore
and he found he could not
run any more.

Then he crept in a hole
that he chanced to see
down at the foot
of a hollow tree.

But just as he thought
he had ended the chase
and was safe from the dogs
in his hiding place;
He heard old Hooty,
as down he flew,
with a "Hooty-toot, hooty-toot,
"hooty-toot too!

And the dogs came barking!

And Jack came along
and cut off his tail
and carried it home
to hang on a nail!

"For that was the fox"
so Jack would tell,
"That ran so far
"and fought so well!"

And the owl looked down
from the branch overhead
where that old fox lay, spread;
and he laughed aloud,
as away he flew
with a "Hooty-toot, hooty-toot,
"Hooty-toot-too!

from "The Owl and the Fox" by James Russell Lowell

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