'' Its The Woluf, Its The Woluf! '' Poem by John Fenton Mcleish

Wolf! , cried the boy
Thought he was clever
Our peace to destroy
Control us through terror

How long will these fools
Fall for this crap
Drills used as tools
To enslave and entrap

So easily led
By games and parade
No brains in their head
Believe this charade

Then one day
The beast did come
To conquer and slay
Devour everyone

Rich Jew, poor Jew
And all the goy
And even too
That smart ass little boy
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