A ballad of the Newton Wolves
Both learned and kind
Life on a mountain, bright and fair
Knowledge of they wish to share
Till one day came a human pack
For friendship did they plead
They brought a gift, a suckling pig
But also treachery
Down with the humans
They ripped and tore and gnashed and bit
Down with the humans
Send them back into their pits
Their leader, Kipo, hair of pink
Brain so empty- oh, she stinked
The rascally coward Benjamin
No muscles there, he was so thin
Their vicious friend created dread
She wore a wolf upon her head
The bug, the pig, two traitor mutes
They helped the humans fight and loot
Down with the humans
Their furless flesh it smells of rot
Down with the humans
They make us throw up a lot
Down with the humans
They're gross, they're mean, of ill repute
Down with the humans
The surface is for mutes
So beware the humans, heed my words
Who offer friendship true
They dashed the skunks and plucked the birds
Next it could be you
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