Wisdom of the Wolf by MiC Lee-Price The White Wolf grizzles, His pain is great He is lonesome for His she-wolf mate He snaps and snarls At all those near by He made the cubs Wimper and cry One little one His teeth did catch Her scream was great Her heart was smash She shrunk away Sad, forlorn O' how it hurt To feel his scorn
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The Apha Wolf stretched He realized Before the others He slowly rised He stalked towards The little cub Then nuzzled her With all his love The White Wolf Knows his mistake Forgive thy father For Goddess sake.
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