Wolf loves me / Wolf is my friend / Don’t you want to be friends with wolf? / I love you wolf / I-LOVE-YOU
I got on the bus Just heading home But the driver turned left I didn’t complain
I was all smiles They were all dressed like grandma “Put your basket in the back” Said the one who wore a hat And then he blinked And so I knew He was the one “I’ve been expecting you”
He kept on smiling As if he waited For me to say it “Come on, just say it”
“Yes, I hate them”
But I forgot the yellow flowers at the shop I had to run because they tried to take my cloak I smelled their tongues As souvenir They left me fear I’ll teach them fear And maybe love