Warm Wolves
john clare
The well-mannered Wolves
Sat among the sheep today
They did not even snarl
Or salivate over the chops
They listened intensely
Seemed to hold on every
Word
But we had been through
this charade before
As upon the benediction
They blocked the door
And showed the shears
To fleece the wool
And the lambs were dumb
Falling again
For the well-mannered
Wolves
"Just Visiting".
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