Pyrophoria - Wolf part II
Oh mademoiselle may I come in
The rain has come and I am lost again
The wood is a winding eye within
I'll introduce myself but how to begin
Sheep black as a pot calling a kettle
The wolf came and I let him settle
He never blew down my house to get inside
I said a visitor at last, welcomed him with pride
There is a place in me I let him hide
Who am I now that I died
I don't wear sheep's clothing anymore
So dear I am the wolf that came to your door
But you let me in and I sleep on your floor
Sometimes you want what you never ask for
Written by:
Jessica Hambrick
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