My Mom Is a Wolf
My mom’s a wolf,
So is my brother and my dad,
My sister’s a wolf,
But she’s not that bad.
Mom is a white,
Sister is a gold,
Brother is a gray,
Dad is black and quite bold.
Mom serves our meals,
Which are very rare,
Brother and Dad,
Like to howl, growl and scare.
Don’t join us for a meal,
Cause you might not come back,
You might be served,
To everyone in the pack.
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