Queen Elizabeth and the Fox
"...
A cunning fox, a sable fox
his mask was prick'd in black
"And are you lost, my Virgin Queen?
Fear not; I'll take you back."
He led her down the musty paths
down fox and badger trail,
when safely home she was, he left,
a flicking of his tail.
..."
Read the whole poem, by Samantha Henderson over at Goblin Fruit