In the magical winter woods, I walked with glee,
When suddenly a sprightly fox peeped from a tree.
His coat aglow like fire against the sparkling cold,
Behold, my dream adorned in silver and gold.
Let the snowflakes fall and dull your coat bright,
Let the falling darkness usher a hungry night.
Be not afraid, little fox, all alone in the gloom,
His never sleeping eyes are watching over you.