• rebecca345 10w

    By unknown writer

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    So once, there were two wolves,
    A Black one, and a White;
    The Black was “portrayed” as evil,
    The latter, as usual, right.

    The final battle was brought upon,
    The “villain” was destined to end;
    You chose the White to slay him down,
    Who was once his comrade, his dear friend.

    The righteous White in his vigour,
    Slashed the Black wolf into half;
    Blood-spattered, the beast howled,
    Fearlessly emitting a laugh.

    “Go on, end me !” he said,
    Brutally injured and scarred;
    “Pound my flesh and rip my veins,