I’m a very rare and special foxee, neither young nor old But I’m not often seen, because I’m not very bold; I am swift and elusive, only materialising briefly I am told In the most extreme weather, when it’s painfully cold!
I nap throughout the day, in my cool dark den Until the moon rises high, over the arctic fen; Then I come out to play in the snow again (ah-gen) Catching snowflakes in my coat, but avoiding men!
(female)
