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Aug 2016
WOLF! WOLF! WOLF!
The Wolf is here,

WOLF! WOLF! WOLF!
This our cheer!

WOLF! WOLF! WOLF!
And this our year!

WOLF! WOLF! WOLF!
WOLF! WOLF! WOLF!

If Lykaon was here today,
to see this game, watch us play,
He'd tell the Moon;

Light the way!

N.C. State is going to play!

WOLF! WOLF! WOLF!
This our year,

WOLF! WOLF! WOLF!
And our cheer,

WOLF! WOLF! WOLF!
Make them hear,

WOLF! WOLF! WOLF!
WOLF! WOLF! WOLF!

Raised by wolves,
          as they were,
Game of the sun,
          and we're sure,
Helmets strapped,
          minds are steeled,
N.C. State is on the field.

At the end they'll surely say;

Only one team came here to play!

WOLF! WOLF! WOLF!
The Wolf is here,

WOLF! WOLF! WOLF!
This our cheer!

WOLF! WOLF! WOLF!
And this our year!

WOLF! WOLF! WOLF!
WOLF! WOLF! WOLF!
2/25/2017 That is Fat, Dude, just admit it, it is *****-out bad, rocking all the time every time a great cheer for State. Admit it. WOLF!
David John Mowers
Written by
David John Mowers  43/M/Raleigh
(43/M/Raleigh)   
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