Saturday, August 8, 2009

I am the Wolf

Strike fear in the eyes of men
Hunt in packs of ten.
Run like the win’
Take care of our kin.
Teeth real sharp
voice like a harp
Loud and clear.
Strong like a bear.
Eyes like the moon
I ask no boon.
I am the wolf
respect me, fear me
I am the wolf.

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