Little wolf

Once upon a time there was a wolf that was born in a pack.  Yet the cub felt that something had lacked.

The wolf had tried to be part of the group.  He tried and tried until he was pooped.

He thought and pondered of what he wanted to be.  It was then that he noticed something he'd never seen.

A group of sheep so friendly and kind.  It was something he thought he'd never find.

He knew of the history and how scared they would be of his teeth.  So he found some cover and put on some wool fleece.

He slowly walked to the sheep with caution and care.  Hoping the sheep wouldn't look under his wears.

He said "How do you do my fellow sheep?  Isn't this a fine day?"  As the wolf feared of what the sheep might say.

They looked at him and with a nod all agreed.  "This is a fine day, the finest we have seen!"

The wolf sighed with relief and he had fit in.  He had made it this far but now his lessons would begin.

He paid attention to how the sheep would act.  He listen to their tales, their fokelores, and facts.

He became a better sheep the more that he stayed but was always weary that they would learn of his ways.

Then a day had came and the sheep all scurried around.  "There's a wolf" they cried as it appeared that they found.

The wolf shuttered and panic as wolf obscenities were thrown. For a moment the wolf thought that his cover was blown.

It was at that moment the wolf spotted another gray wolf milling about. As the sheep all gathered to kick him out.

The gray wolf apologized for starling them and just wanted to hang.  Yet the sheep paid no attention and formed into their gang.

Despite his kindness and actions he just could not win. Just being a gray wolf is what did him in.

The sheep were angry, unkind, their eyes fiery and red. The gathered and pushed the gray wolf over the bend.

In the hustle and bustle as the sheep pushed the gray wolf about. The dressed wolf had noticed some weird fur sticking out.

He took a closer look at all the sheep and uncovered the vail.  That all these sheep appeared to have different tails.

That this one sheep was really a rat, the other sheep could be a vulture or bat.

There were snakes, and rodents, pigs and swine. They have been wearing sheep's clothes all of this time.

Everyone here is pretending, all covered with fleece.  So after many anxious days the wolf felt finally at peace.  

He finally found his place among everyone else, along side the group of "sheep" afraid to be themselves.