BIG, BAD, WOLF.
That’s what everyone calls me.
An aggressive antagonist,
Terroriser of fairy tales.
I often wonder what the author thought,
When she put a wolf with pigs.
I get hungry sometimes,
And I have sharp teeth, pigs don’t
I cannot understand why nobody realizes,
I am just an animal.
If they build a house,
Too right, I’ll blow it down.
A predator never stops hunting,
follows you around like the darkest shadow.
And besides,
its natural selection.
If you build a house out of wood or straw,
You deserve to be eaten.
There is no structural integrity,
no, architectural finesse.
I’m just doing my job,
I’m an instrument of evolution,
Trying to rid the world,
Of delicious pigs.