the wolf

April 23, 2018
By JakeGriggs SILVER, West Melbourne, Florida
JakeGriggs SILVER, West Melbourne, Florida
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There was a wolf who was red
In solitude it was bred
A weirdo is what everybody said
His favorite place was bed

The other wolfs were gray and black
They all had their own pack
Whenever they saw him they told him to step back
Then he fell in some mud which turned his coat black

Soon everyone was nice
They said hi not once but twice
It was because of his coat
So he realized their friendship was so remote

It was then he realized that color was all they care about
This realization made him cry and shout
So he pointed out
His coat was not black but actually red

He is now at peace
All that matters is that we are all equal on the inside

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