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Gary Sitka Poem
This is the second response to The Wolf Man - The End
part 2
The Wolf Man (The End)
The young girl, Alice Grimm, was pretty and slim
She stayed with her grandmother who lived, deep, in the woods
Her coat of wool kept her warm on cold nights
All of her white jackets had to have loose-fitting hoods
“Alice, where you going?” “To play on the swings.”
She would say to her ‘gammie’ but it was all lies
Still she played it safe, stuffed a knife in her cape
As she made her long trek to where the mother goose flies
But deep in the forest the man-wolf he sniffed
Her scent was intoxicating he ran at full-speed
Little did he know that she knew about her rights
If she couldn’t kill the beast, at least, she’d make him bleed…
The wolf man, once a man, couldn’t understand
Why this bloodlust came over him, it drove him quite mad
As he got closer he could hear her heartbeat
She wasn’t mad, or sad, or frightened, but glad
His was going crazy his thoughts were hazy
The man, introverting, the animal, extroverting
He could see her ahead, he was seeing red
As his paws hit the ground he saw her blood, spurting
She knew he was coming, she began to hum
He leapt into the air as she withdrew the kitchen knife
She slashed at his throat, he fell to the ground
“I’ll be damned if some man-beast is gonna take my life!”
Carving off the man pelt she stuffed it in her belt
She took off her coat and dipped it in his sangria
She became known as Little Red Riding Hood
When she got home her Gammie screamed, “Mama mia!
You have ruined that coat! I’ll rip out your throat!”
“I don’t think so, woman, go and chill out!
Or I will do to you what I did to the wolf man
You’ll be nothing as I knock you about
Go and sew yourself things with the wolf man’s skin
Meanwhile, I’ll make a meal for us using his meat.”
The moral to this is: Be aware of your opponent.
She, or he, may not be big but they own the whole street!
Copyright © Gary Sitka | Year Posted 2011
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Gary Sitka Poem
This is in response to the person who posted The Wolf Man - The Beginning and The Wolf Man - The End
part 1
The Wolf Man (The Beginning)
A young man was outside waiting for his ride
Off in the distance he heard the hoot of an owl
The moon was full up in the evening sky
When all of a sudden, he heard something howl
He started a quick pace as something gave chase
He started running like he did in high school
It ran like a bull but looked like a dog
All fangs and paws as it started to drool
Stopped him in his tracks as it landed on his back
600 pounds, but he wasn’t quite certain
It hurt like heck when it bit him in the neck
He started passing out, he thought it was curtains…
But somehow he survived he felt more alive
He could smell things, he could hear things, from miles away
He was getting upset, he started to change
He looked up at the moon and he started to bay
His mouth became a snout and his ears grew out
Long and pointy, on his body grew animal fur
His breath smelled, bad, like that of a canine
And when he started running, he was a blur
A pleasant smell arose it found his long nose
As he sniffed at the night air, it came from behind him
What in the world?” He thought, “It’s a little girl!”
Little White Riding Cloak a/k/a Alice Grimm…
To Be Continued…
Copyright © Gary Sitka | Year Posted 2011
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