Sly Fox

<br>Old Raven had a lunch of cheese.<br>And sly fox did smell it in the breeze<br>The fox looked up and sweetly spoke<br><br>O Raven, on your perch of oak.<br>Your coat is black and your beak is yellow<br>If only now your voice were mellow<br>Yes if only your voice were mellow<br>You`d be the fairest. Be the fairest<br>Be the fairest, in the woods.<br><br>Ole raven overjoyed by praise<br>And sure he`d earned it in all ways<br>Breathed in deep and let a croak<br>And dropped the luncheon from the oak<br><br>Snatchin` of this tasty prize<br>Sly ole` fox was very wise<br>To fall for flattery<br>Good bird<br>You know it`s vanity it`s vanity<br>It`s vanity<br>It must have hurt<br><br>Which lessened if you please<br>undoubtably as with the cheese<br>A bit too late the raven swore<br>The road would never cheat him no more