[latebloomer]

The Legend of The Wolf


It has been told, mostly in a whisper
This tale of one so bold, so strong
Who made PDMMs shiver
Some with delight, others with fear
When he comes no one knows
For he looks no different from You or Me
Yet when he leaves them, they will tell
Of how he conquered without effort
Overcame without strive
The resistance withered and tattered
The ladies relinquished their stand, released their pride
Allowing him to perform as he will, they somehow realised
All for the better, for them and for him

When he started, no one knows
They say he’s been around forever
From the west to the east on this small island
Where there’s a parlour he’s been seen
Tall and hunky, dark and huge
His steed is a Scrambler slick and tall
His phone not often seen at all

A smile so disarming it makes them weak
So smooth a demeanor they judge him meek
Until he traps them in a vice so strong
They succumb and whimper
And say he’s too long
They may struggle and fight at first
He wears them down, he makes them frown
And wonder just why they give to him
What he wishes, every fancy and whim
As he departs, they seem to hear
Subtle howling fading in their ears

(Inspired by the derring-do of one of our most daring members.
Don't think he needs any introduction)