Wolf
Wolf
Lowly low, quick to and fro,
Hides by the shadows night and day,
A quiet disposition, a strong constitution,
Stares with yellow eyes and sees.
Among his den, from five to ten,
A hungry pack he keeps.
Or go he alone, loyal to himself,
Alone shall he ever sleep.
Every sound he makes, every move he takes,
Has more than just one meaning.
A careful eye is more carefully watched,
Offense is worth retreating.