Lets Call Her Wolf Girl

She was the kind of woman we feared As much as grim reaper or Blackbeard. Because we did not listen or understand We thought her intentions were underhand. She was suspicious because of her pets We heard that they slept in her house on safety nets I cannot imagine sleeping a wink with one wolf in the house Yet she had a dozen, confided a peeping mouse Let’s call her Wolf Girl, some idiot suggested. Oh no, I told him, my patience tested. She is at least twenty-two if she is a day. She is Wolf Woman, Jimmie McCray!