The Fox's Lesson

by Thorin Tatge

(To "You Can't Hurry Love," by the Supremes.)

I was born wild

In the desert's heat.

I had no friends,

Didn't care about the wheat.

But I had a secret

That slowly grew

Until the special day

When I told it to you...

Most folk have to wait

And let time make them wise;

But when you're born a vulpine,

You quickly come to realize

That only your heart

Can be perfectly wise,

And that what is essential

Cannot be seen by your eyes!

And then you arrived

By some high Providence,

And I began to think

About matters of

Consequence!

(I realized that)

You can't hurry love

It's a hard prize to claim.

You've gotta work at it day by day. It's a game of sit and tame,

And I dearly love,

Now that you've made me tame,

How I think of your golden locks

Whenever I look at the grain!

With so many snakes

In the sand

It's hard to keep up my chin

In this burning land.

Right now the only thing

That keeps me hangin' on

Is when I think of you and watch the stars to where you've gone...

I think of how

You can't hurry love

It's a hard prize to claim.

You've gotta work at it day by day.

It's a game of sit and tame,

And I dearly love,

Now that you've made me tame,

How I think of your golden locks

Whenever I look at the grain!

No, love...don't come easy

But I keep on waiting

Extrapolating

To that red rose

You keep under glass.

Four tender thorns

To hold her fast!

I always hope that one day you'll return to me,

But I'm still glad you're tending your Responsibility,

Because you see,

You can't hurry love,

If you try it's a shame!

Best luck to your planet,

And may it ever stay the same!

Take care of your sheep,

Whom I hope has grown tame,

And please think of your little fox

Who taught you how to play this game!

You can't hurry love

It's a hard prize to claim.

You've gotta work at it day by day.

It's a game of sit and tame,

And I dearly love,

Now that you've made me tame,

How I think of your golden locks

Whenever I look at the grain!