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We Could Not Get Sergeant Wolf's Goat

We could not get sergeant wolf to smile or swear We were annoying and threw thing at him through the air He did not lose his temper or even look our way I found out he has eighteen grand-wolves later that day. I guess you have eighteen grand-wolves I said to him later. He started to smile, and his teeth were large like a gator. I think I liked him better when he did not look or move. Got to go! I lied, as I sidled away with my usual groove.

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