Saturday, May 30, 2009

The howling of wolves

The wolves are howling, howling wolves.

What are they howling about? What do they say?


"The wolves were howling"
"Shoot kid, maybe they are"
"I'm not ready to make nice"
"Speak friend and enter"

I think I might have to marry the first person who recognises all these quotes, knows where they're from and has even a basic understanding of what they mean to me - and why I still check hollows in trees - those up high for one thing and those at the bottom of trees for another.

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