The Big Bad Wolf: Part 3A Poem by Sirius King Part 3 (Crying Wolf) The Big Bad Wolf Part 3 (Crying Wolf)
I hopped on the bike And grabbed granny by the waist We sped past the police Who were now on the chase
About 30 cop cars behind us My heart was going to explode We whizzed through traffic Down ‘The Yellow Brick Road’
Then we turned a corner And lost them on ‘Sesame Street’ That’s when I ditched granny Leaping off the bike, Landing on my feet
As I ran into the woods I could hear her scream and shout “How dare you bail on me? …After I bailed you out!”
Then she pulled out a pink pistol And pointed it straight at me I thought that I was doomed When I heard the BOOM! But the bullet hit a tree
I ran deeper into the woods Until I was completely out of sight I found an abandoned foxhole And that’s where I stayed the night ****************************************************************************** I watched the sunrise in the morning Of course, I didn’t get much sleep And my stomach started growling Once I heard the sound of sheep
I peeked around the corner And saw a hundred sheep on a hill It was an ‘all you can eat’ buffet A hundred fluffy ‘happy meals’
I tip-toed a little closer As I plotted out my ploy But I had to go to ‘Plan B’ For they were guarded by a shepherd boy
The boy made a lot of noise He was yelling in an erratic tone He seemed to be slightly schizophrenic Or suffering from turrets syndrome
There was definitely something wrong Because he was arguing with himself And banging his head against a tree …this kid really needs some help
As the sheep wandered about The boy was posting “wanted” signs There was one nailed to a tree And the face on it, was mine
It read,
“Have You Seen The Big Bad Wolf? He Is Dangerous And Wanted Alive! There’s A Thousand Dollar Reward… But If He’s Dead, Multiply That By Five!”
“Wolf! Wolf!” The boy started to cry… But he was pointing towards a rock The town’s people ran to him, yelling… “There’s a wolf after our flock!”
As the towns people gathered They questioned the boy more “Where is the big bad wolf? What are you yelling for?”
When he pointed to the rock All of the town’s people laughed They said, “Keep wasting our time kid… We’re gonna kick your crazy a*s!”
I ran back to the foxhole Just to be safe, just in case… If the boy had another “episode” I would be staring death in the face!
By the next day, I was starving I had to come up with a plan Either I would get caught, or die from hunger But either way, I was damned
I put on a white wool sweater I looked just like a cloud, floating I blended in with the herd perfectly A true “wolf in sheep’s clothing”
Surrounded by delicious sheep I tried hard not to drool The boy kept watching me I don’t think he was fooled
“Everyone! There’s a wolf amongst the sheep! A wolf! A wolf! Everyone come and see! Then the town’s people gathered, and asked “Where is this wolf that you speak…?” But this time, the boy pointed directly at me
“Shepherd boy, Shepherd boy You’ve been around these sheep too long You’re beginning to act just like them With you…something is very wrong!”
They smacked the boy on his head They said “Crazy boy, stop telling lies” The town’s people weren’t too bright, either For they actually fell for my disguise
All of the people left They went about their day But the boy kept a close watch On me, his eyes didn’t stray
I cornered one of the sheep Behind a tree, and I took a bite But the beast let out a scream And she put up a hell of a fight
She bucked and she kicked And she ripped off my disguise The noise alerted the boy For he heard the sheep’s cries
He screamed,
“The sheep are turning into werewolves! I can’t believe my eyes! The government must have sent them! Help! All the sheep are spies!!!”
He yelled and he yelled But the town’s people didn’t come to help They didn’t believe him this time He said, “I have to handle this by myself!”
“I have to protect the flock Since no one else will save me I know a wolf when I see one I’m not that f*****g crazy!”
He pulled out a shotgun Cocked it back and aimed When the bullet hit my knee I screamed out in pain
My body went into shock I think I might have fainted Because when I woke up The cops were asking me for a statement
“So you’re ‘The Big Bad Wolf’? It’s time for you to confess You really don’t look so tough… Now that you’re under arrest”
My lawyer didn’t have faith That we would win the trial He told me “Just be prepared To walk the green mile”
For three hours I sat and listened To a bunch of bologna Fake tears from phonies And false testimony’s
They called “Little Red” to the stand Looking as innocent as she possibly can I thought the bible would burst into flames As soon as it touched her hand
Everything she said was a lie With the truth, she didn’t even bother She even claimed to be pregnant And said that I was the father!
The falsehoods Of Little Red Riding Hood Come to me as no surprise I saw the devil in her The first time we ever laid eyes
Each of the three little pigs One by one, All took the stand As they all told lie after lie I had a taste for sausage, Bacon, And ham
The judge was becoming annoyed With the antics of the shepherd boy He was twitching on the stand He was nervous and paranoid
Granny walked through The courtroom doors Looking older than usual Her hair was blue-ish gray And her clothes were actually “suitable”
She walked to the stand Back bent, limping, holding a cane And before she sat down She fell over, scowling in pain
I yelled, “She’s faking it! This courtroom has run amok!” She shouted, “Shut up you schmuck! I fell, and I can’t get up!”
The bailiff helped her to her feet She dusted herself off, then took her seat She quickly cut her eyes at me Cleared her throat, and then began to speak
“He's a demon! He’s a monster! He broke into my home! He trapped my granddaughter and I! He tortured us, and wouldn’t leave us alone!" “I’m just an old woman! Just a fragile little granny! And this sicko stole my clothes! He even wore my ‘good’ panties!”
“Your honor, For some reason, with me The wolf had a natural affinity He tried to steal my heart And he tried to take my virginity!” "We could've been good together! But this is my last goodbye! Give him the electric chair! The b*****d deserves to fry!"
The courtroom erupted And granny began to cry I stood to my feet, and shouted …“These are all lies!!!”
“I’m not a bad guy! …Even though I’ve done wrong Everyone please forgive me! …Can we all just get along?” The judge and jury were heartless I was found guilty of all charges The next time I’d see freedom I’ll be carried out as a carcass
The tears streamed down my face There was no use in pretending I guess the story of “The Big Bad Wolf” Wasn’t meant to have a happy ending ****************************************************************************** Sitting in my cell, Facing my life sentence Which I won’t survive …There’s no doubt I hear a whisper from the barred window, “Psssss…hey sexy! Its granny! I’m here to bust you out!”
The End... (Maybe)
© 2013 Sirius KingAuthor's Note
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