I am a wolf!

I am a wolf!

A Poem by andrew mitchell

In the beginning she said
she was Miss Piggy.
Which I replied:
" I don't believe you are."

Later, she wanted
a house made of sticks.
T'was then I snarled.
I realised...
I am the wolf.

© 2015 andrew mitchell


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Oh....poor Miss Piggy doesn't know what she is in for. Ok...I'll stop reading all your poetry now...but its so good, for goodness sake.

Posted 10 Years Ago


jesserose99

10 Years Ago

alright...im done for now...but ill be lurking...oh, that sounds kind of scary. lol Ok, I won't do t.. read more
andrew mitchell

10 Years Ago

I do, midnight near the dark pond where the moon is shining we shall meet lurking! see I got your po.. read more
jesserose99

10 Years Ago

you too Andrew!
Should I take this to the naughty side and ask you if she had you huffing, puffing and blowing her...... house down ;~)
I'm sorry, but no one else had made the connection and it was just too obvious to ignore :~)

Posted 10 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

10 Years Ago

haha lol Thank you bear
Very nice :) It's always better to be the wolf and not the piggy!

Posted 10 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

10 Years Ago

lol.......... it is lol
A poet at heart and a wolf in reality. Lol
An excellent write...:)............

Posted 10 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

10 Years Ago

Thank you Sir Sami of power writes!
Sami Khalil

10 Years Ago

You are welcome muchly. .....:)......
oh that damn fairy tale...only a happy ending sometimes...

when they want more than just love...expectations...time to blow the house down.

Posted 10 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

10 Years Ago

Thank you J how right you are lol:0

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Added on November 28, 2015
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

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