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Now we all heard the story of the Big Bad Wolf
How heartless he must have been
With the 2 little piggies he ate
But 1 remain to stand
Now this wolf was a lonely wolf
That once had brothers
I am not the girl I used to be
Crowns, jewels and an emerald sea
Used to entice and intrigue my eyes
Until I was resorted to swallowing flies.
Now I've learned a trick or two
