The Poetry Corner

The Wolf.

By Oliver Herford

OH, yes, the Wolf is bad, it's true; But how with-out him could we do? If there were not a wolf, what good Would be the tale of RID-ING-HOOD? The Lit-tle Child from sin will fly When told the wick-ed Wolf is nigh; And when, ar-rived at Man's es-tate, He hears the Wolf out-side his gate, He knows it's time to put a-way I-dle fri-vol-i-ty and play. That's how (but do not men-tion it) This prim-er hap-pened to be writ.