A dalmatian lost in the deep caverns;
Striding gently to the dark unknown;
A shadowy figure trails along yonder;
A thief? A crook? A marauder?
A wolf pried from the abyss;
Stared at her prey for a deadly kiss;
The hound returned a vivid glare;
Calm, curious, scared.
Upon seeing the sheep in wolf's clothes;
The dalmatian vigilantly approach;
With vengeful claws and malicious cloak;
The wolf unthinking gave a stroke.
Spirits broken, hearts torn;
The hound lie lifeless and scorned;
The wolf shed a tear and mourned;
For life has lost and will not be reborn.
A ray of light peeped through the cave;
The poignant sheep in wolf's clothes;
Shed her claws and malicious cloak;
A new beginning, a new hope.
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