Poems and Stuff Part 2

Lone Wolf

He wonders these woods alone,

Not to seek out a mate.

No one noticed he was gone,

Not before it was too late.

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He ran far from his pack,

He was not one to fit in.

Not once did he look back,

Now his new life can begin.

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In the solitude of the mossy trees,

Deep in a Louisiana swamp,

He is as happy as he can be,

With everything he could want.

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He can lay on the murky floor,

To bathe in the moon light.

No one to complain anymore,

That he's not doing it right.

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There is no fighting for food,

And dependence of others.

No having to control his mood,

or no clinging smotherers.

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He'll take a lover for a time,

to satisfy his hungry needs.

Never does he call them 'Mine',

No matter how much they plead.

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The lone wolf has his rules,

And lives life his way.

He will not be taken for a fool,

So in his woods he will stay.