The wolf for the girl who cried it
Is told that without bite marks
There is nothing they can do
And who’s to say it’ll be the right wolf
They all look the same, right?
The boy who cried wolf
Inspired torches and pitchforks
And was given a dark pelt to decorate with
But he said the wolf was white as snow
He was told quite simply, he was mistaken.
–Little Ginge x