Lyrics

Once upon a time there was a big wolf
Who liked to read in bed
His wife was the greatest hunter in the land
And she kept him fed
While he read trashy fiction
To ease the pain of ignoring the kitchen

They lived in a house of made out of straw and sticks
As the pigs kept all the bricks
A fireplace was consequently banned inside
And he craved the joy of devouring fine literature
While longingly gazing at a picture of her

The day finally arrived when she came back
Her arms were empty to his dismay
With round eyes he asked her what happened
She explained “I can’t take all this needless killing
While I was away I became a strict vegan”

She prepared a strange meal made with soy curd
He choked it down in silence
He lied and said it was tasty but he felt absurd
She knew convincing him wouldn’t be very hard
Underneath his plate was a library card.

The Wolf stayed…