• A creature lurks in the forest shadows.
    It runs its domain with dignity and pride.
    Those who want to make it bleed,
    Could not do so if they pleased.
    This creature cannot be hurt in anyway,
    No one shall smite it but only pay.
    For it will surely attack.
    It is gallant, majestic, and mysterious all the same,
    Those who see it shall soon not forget.
    When it strode right next to you,
    You look into its stone-cold eyes,
    Then it fled from thee.
    This animal deserves a praise,
    Glasses all over shall raise,
    And make a compliment toward the beast in a most positive way.
    Those who are hunters shall speak,
    Those who are listening shall hear,
    To all who hear will never forget the stories and mysterious ways.
    Of the creature that lurks in the darkness of the forest,
    For it is the wolf.