The Wolf
A man like a mammal
With tawny-grey fierce look
Rapacious fiery erect-eared
Malicious straight-tailed being
Voracious coarse-furred carnivorous
A gluttonous that eats only flesh
Devouring with cupidity
Depicting an horrendous current
Flowing from the stream to the vein
Of the red-eyed vertebrae
Who prey only on us
Preying cheaply on innocent sheep’s
With a wild goose’s cry
Hooting nothing but hornwoggle
Like the wolf in a sheep’s skin
What are they? The wolves
What are we? The preys
Await we patiently a day
Where the hunted will become the hunter
Then, we the preys will begin the chase
For the wolves en route the wilderness.
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