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The Big "Bad" Wolf


The Big “Bad” Wolf

 

Am I bad?

Everyone seems to think so.

I try to make friends with the 3 little pigs, but all they do is run.

Haven’t they heard not to judge a book by its cover?

How can I be bad?

I bake cookies for the kids down the street every Monday.

I pick flowers every Tuesday.

I walk with the little old lady that lives next door every Wednesday

I give a bouquet of flowers to the widow every Thursday.

I help the fisherman fish every Friday.

Again, how can I be bad?

I may be a big wolf, but I have a big heart that gets lonely at times.

I just want some friends.



 

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