The ballad of Sir Lancelot Fox

Sir Lancelot Fox
never wore any socks
he carried his 2 wooden swords
he helped any damsel
he found in distress
which he kept in his belt
on his cords
he loved corduoroy
it was thick
and was warm
and repelled rain and
snow so I hear
Sir Lancelot Fox
never wore any socks
but loved this young gal from
round here

I saw her once
a raven haired goddess
with plaits of pure gold
in her hair
tresses of silver
dresses of red
there was no one on earth
gave more cheer
she had a big smile
to see her for a while
your legs went to jelly for she
was not just a genuine goddess
but a beautiful soul
wild and free

Sir Lancelot Fox
never wore any socks
but his swords were of stout
oak, and green
he rode on the back
of a donkey called jack
who ate tofu with margarine
yes that old donkey
was strange I agree
but loved Lancelot very much
Sir Lancelot Fox
didn’t wear any socks
and was typically
so out of touch

His goddess had eyes
of a wonderful size
and an intellect and lips of red
she had a sweet bijou
out in the garden
but some people called it a shed
But Lancelot Fox
didn’t wear any socks
he loved her
too much for all that
with his 2 wooden swords
and his colourful cords
everyone called him a pratt

But he didn’t care
for the love he did share
was all that he wanted for she
his goddess she told him
that her love for him
was as deep as ocean could be
his legs now were no longer jelly
his heart beat was loud as a drum
that goddess who lived in the mill
over yonder
had soon got him under her thumb

He’d do anything for his sweet damsel
love like this don’t grow on trees
maybe his legs had not turned to jelly
but sadly he had swollen knees
all the washing up yes every cup
he washed them by hand in the sink
Sir Lancelot Fox
didn’t wear any socks
But he used Fairy liquid I think