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A Wolf’s Fairytail: The Quest to Cease His Endless Hunger
Once Upon a Time…
It all started with that boy Peter,
And the chase to catch a duck to eat her
Before I could be on my way
To eat another duck another day,
He caught my tail with a rope
And there went my hope
…Or did it?
I escaped with a sneer
And came across a girl with no fear
Cloaked in red, like blood to be shed,
I went to her grandmother’s house ahead
I ate the old hag, waited an hour
And Little Red was mine to devour
…Is that all?
There were three little pigs in a forest,
And I was feeling quite malnourished
So I huffed, puffed, let myself in
Straw and sticks framing my maniacal grin
One pig, two pigs into my maw
But the third little pig refused to be eaten raw
…Never mind him!
A boy was tending to sheep
I was there, roused from my sleep
As the shepherd raised his voice, crying out for assistance
And people came in, and he mocked their ignorance
Heh, I was lucky, the next time they didn’t come
The boy who cried wolf and his sheep were gone
… Not enough!
Mother goat left, and I peeked inside
Seven delicious kids were waiting on the other side
I tried to lure them out, but they wouldn’t open
So I drank honey and wore flour, saying “let me in!”
They unlocked the door, ate of my fill
Six out of seven, I’ll eat it later still…
… Just a nap…
… Mother goat finds the wolf in a deep sleep
She cuts him open, knowing that her children she will reap
A duck, three humans, pigs, and sheep climb out with half-dead groans
She sews him together, replacing his meals with heavy stones
When the wolf wakes, and goes near the river for a drink,
He falls in and drowns in a blink.
The End.