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Wolves in Sheep clothing

Wolves in Sheep clothing

Bark turns silent, hides teeth, claws are slowly showing; sharpening,
only time will tell when it’s time to strike,

Fur lies smooth; almost seem friendly, perfectly harmless at a distance,

Wait till it gets closer,

I once took it for a pet, to my surprise it wanted to be played with, handled, trusted,

Till the day it bit me, and run away,

Today it lurks through virgin forests searching unscathed territory to waiting to see who

Will play,

Bark turns silent, hides teeth, claws are slowly showing, only time will tell when it’s time to strike!

Written by Laurna Guiste

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