The Lamb Everyone Knows
Lambs all around gather together,
An orange sun hangs high, casting fair weather.
Lambs stand, lambs sit, lambs eat, lambs frolic,
The wolf stands crowded alone, melancholic.
The wolf snaps its jaws, sparks and shrapnel fly
Past the lambs dancing by.
The wolf sheds its fur, till the blood is all gone,
And what now is left is a lamb white as swan.