The wolf crossed the woods silently,
For he was stealthy to capture his prey.
The deer he found was killed was killed so violently;
The prey didn’t know it was his last day.

The wolf and the pack consumed all the flesh,
The cubs got the choice cuts; they were still small.
The adults were next and the meat still so fresh.
They craved it so much they had a slight brawl.

After dinner the pack got together.
It was time to howl at the beaming moon.
It was a great night with superb weather;
A great way to end a great day in June.

Now was time for the whole pack to recumb.
All of them had many days to come.