There's blood on the chalkboards
and chalk on the crosswalks,
but the wrong one is being told
that it's clearly out of place;
The other, a wolf in a wooly coat
baring his teeth as he pockets his coin.
Sep 11, 2025
Sep 11, 2025 at 1:04 AM UTC
There's blood on the chalkboards
and chalk on the crosswalks,
but the wrong one is being told
that it's clearly out of place;
The other, a wolf in a wooly coat
baring his teeth as he pockets his coin.
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