Wolves

We wolves are wily and wonderfully weird
We're sneaky and strange and much worse than you'd feared
We stay up all night just to howl at the moon
We make lousy neighbors and sing out of tune

But we're also loyal, courageous and brave
And never have been held as modesty's slave
'Cause we're simply great, how ever we're viewed
We're proud and we're loud and we run around nude

Wait, though, there's more! Don't run away yet
Don't call the police, FBI, or a vet
I'll tell you the one thing that wolves, we all lack:
Any shred of reluctance adding to our pack!

We don't care if you're covered in feathers or fur
If you're rather scaly, or twitter and purr
We're fine with wings or a prehensile nose
And we'll even ignore if you choose to wear clothes

We know that we're great, and we think you are too
So there's only one logical thing you can do
Come howl at the moon and help conquer a cake
We'll grill up some meat, or a suitable fake
'Cause there's one thing every wolf knows is true
Wolf's not what you are, it's the things that you do

--Tonin, Nov 16 2018