Watch the sun setting
The moon sees the wolf snarling
Your time is over.

The growl of revenge
You hear it in your sad dreams
But here it is, real.

Sniffing the warm meat
Ready to make a quick move
He tears and he snarls.

Seconds later, done.
You are a split bright red meal
Finally of use.

The satisfaction
Makes his eyes shine and soon now
The wolf will retire.

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