Oh this story ends in pain
Few know it,  I for one
For to be part of not her kin
The things that she has done

It falls to me, a lesser one
This story so to tell
Correct me if I stray a bit
The course is set as well

It is unclear,  to one and all
How this has come to pass
But humanling among the wolves
So grew a fair-haired lass

But feral as she grew with them
She knew she weren't kin
Her legs were two,  her hands so fine
And loving them was sin

I don't pretend to know her mind
Or how her fate has run
But it is clear,  to me,  today
Some things must not be done

Among the pups she played as child
To hunt and share she learned
And even though they were not kin
Her place she truly earned

The pack has run, and she with them
A wolf on pair of legs
They hunted deer and hare and elk
And raided birdy eggs

But even as she tore through meat
Along with wolfish pack
Her eyes were sharp, her ears not so
A wolf wears not a sack

But even hunting for her meals
And scars that she had won
She knew to separate herself
For some things can't be done.

And one clear day the hunters came
And lured the wolves to trap
And with the pack she fell along
Her hands were tied in wrap

The wolfish maid was taken off
While the pack was set to run
To live with kin, with human lings
To learn from them of fun

But she escaped her true born kin
She liked them not one bit
Her back she turned and run she had
Her pack she set to meet

It is so sad that this was that
All clear in light of sun
For as she set off to her wolves
There were things to be done

For grown she had and need she found
The need for kin would itch
And with her heart so set she would
Become a full-grown bitch

The smell she took from other wolf
A female in the heat
And in a crazy summer night
The males she went to meet

On knees and hands she crouched prepared
This lass that now would kneel
And by the smell, they came to her
To mount her as they will

A sin it was, a bad one that
For man and wolf as one
And as the bride to wolves gave in
And oh what she has done

A month has passed, and pains began
Like ghosts from frozen tomb
And not too long has passed until
A wretch grew in her womb

Not man nor beast, this thing has been
An ill-spawned wretch of doom
It grew beyond what she could bear
And there was no more room

And as it grew inside her womb
With fangs and claws to match
Her blood came through her pierced thin skin
As it began to hatch

Her death was near it's clear to all
Like river, blood will run
For this was what a human pays
Some things should not be done

And what's the meaning of this all,
You wonder, oh dear friend
A moral there, I do assure
Right here before the end

For we are not the same as all
And differences grow
And if you join with those who're not like you
Only pain would show

Be true to who you really are
Accept it with some pride
For if you run with packs not yours
You'll end like wolfish bride