Reynard the Fox

Women dressed in red, be wary
Red is the uniform of tarts
At night, the men on crack and drink turn scary
And will drag you to the ground as soon as fart

Oh, Reynard the fox likes the cock's red hat
John Bull sees red and it drives him mad
Scarlet wore red as she tumbled down the stair
No one trusts a cunt with red hair

The tart wears red, that's her uniform
It lets men know that her breast is warm
Little Billy Bull at the back of the form
Wishes Mistress Ready would take over from his mum

And the red rose attracts
The night-flying worm

Oh, Reynard the fox likes the cock's red hat
John Bull sees red and it drives him mad
Scarlet wore red as she tumbled down the stair
No one trusts a cunt with red hair

"I'm sorry," said the judge to Petunia
"But your skirt was too short and made of red
In fact, I'm astonished that it didn't happen sooner
I sentence you to five years in bed"
Oh, women dressed in red, be wary
Red is the uniform of tarts
You might as well go outside in your narries
Or have a red A fastened to your heart

Oh, Reynard the fox likes the cock's red hat
John Bull sees red and it drives him mad
Scarlet wore red as she tumbled down the stair
No one trusts a cunt with red hair
Yeah, Reynard the fox!



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Writer(s): Benedict Roger Wallers
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