The wolf appeared in his dream,
To his surprise he did not scream.
He thought for sure it was the end,
But he glared back, did not bend,
Wolf’s eyes red with bloody madness,
Instead Wolf said it was his sadness.
Blood stained Wolf’s fur so white,
Crimson on white gave quite a fright,
Until Wolf spoke, “Have no fear.”
The man approached, got very near.
Then Wolf growled into his ear.
Wolf’s request was clear, but queer.
“A man like you is hard to find.”
“May I live in your courageous mind?”
The man accepted Wolf as a peer.
There Wolf lies dormant, year after year,
Until great danger appears too near.
A ferocious growl that man will hear.
Then man is wolf and wolf is man,
As Wolf Man, they staunchly stand
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