A lone wolf walked in the dead of night
In search for a meal to fill his appetite
A lamb he did find, but it was a peculiar sight
For she did not run, and she did not fight

"I, a lamb, am part of your meal,
But I hope to you I may appeal
Wolf, won't you smile for me tonight?"
And so the wolf did, but he did not bite

"Oh my, what big teeth!" Said the lamb to the beast
"Why lamb, they are meant to tear into meat"
To which the lamb replied "How sharp they are too!"
And the wolf said with a nod "And soon they will sink into you"

"Why, look at your hands!" Said the lamb in awe
"Yes little lamb, there are claws on each paw"
"Do you use them to dig, to bury, to climb?"
"They are only to **** without reason or rhyme"

"But look at your fur!" The lamb said without fright
"Yes, you see it's as black as the night"
"How pretty, how handsome!" She said with a grin
"It lies to my prey the situation they're in"

"Oh wolf, there's more to life than killing you know,
Won't you spare me so that I may show you so?"
"Oh little lamb, you're young and innocent still,
One day you will see I am bred to ****"

"I see no killer," said the lamb without fear,
"Even as we speak, I feel safe when you're near"
"Its not your looks that tell me who you are,
"But the little pup that still plays in your heart"

"I thank you Lamb, your words did appeal,
So I will cherish you Lamb, as a friend and a meal"
And on that night, the lone wolf did feast
But for once, he did not feel like a beast