Im not overly blessed in the visage

And omit a stench likened to socks

Ive a nose like a Cumberland sausage

But on forums im known as ‘the fox'

On web sites is where I am free

To peddle my fanciful claims

Im hunky, well packaged and gorgeous

And my sheets are not covered in stains

Real life has not treated me so well

I'm degreed at the school of hard knocks

And though ridicule peppers my day time

At night I am known as The Fox

I've wandered the bars and the backstreets

Seeking legitimate bliss

But damned is the man with a boat race

That even his mother wont kiss

So next time you log on to your favorite

To offer the keys to your locks

Look out for a tall dark and handsome

Who goes by the name of ‘The Fox'