A wolf in Sheep's Clothing

A wolf in disguise
looking behind the eyes,
of a poor little lamb,
looking for,
and lusting deeply
for a sheep so sheeply,
innocent and nieve,
that would never believe,
in something,
someone so cunning,
with game up his sleeves,
The wolf speaks,
and the lamb spoke back,
with ignorance and
awarence he did lack,
So the wolf weaved his words
like a little song,
and promised this little sheep
that nothing would go wrong,
getting closer and closer
with each word of conversation,
looking for this little sheep's hesitation,
as a sign to end his story,
as he bare his fangs,
and things became gory,
that little sheep died that day,
without love and without glory