My dinner.

I smiled as I ate my dinner,
A nice vegeterian meal on me,
I looked to my date, as she did smile,
We finished early as I walked her home.

A howl heard nearby, she gets spooked by a dog,
I laugh as I shake my head, a kiss planted at the door,
I nod my hat as she goes inside, blushing all the way indoors,
I shake my head and pet the stray, and then walk off on home.

I get home and sit down, feeling quite tired from the evening,
I look around and then go to bed, I hear the full Lunar will come so soon,
And so I stay indoors, and slowly I change for the night,
An enemy to all, for nothing I did, but instead for how I look.

A sad tail to my ears, I slowly scratch my head, and fall to sleep indoors;
I ate my meal of vegeterian stew, indeed wolves and meat sometimes mix,
But you won't catch this wolf eatting your flesh,
No need to lock me inside, I can stay indoors myself, I have no need for your flesh.

I'd rather have a carrot, or a nice greenbean instead, or perhaps a potato or two.
No need to lock this wolf in a cage, I have no need to be your enemy,
I much would rather eat a carrot, or perhaps a greenbean salad, or two?
Wolves and meat sometimes mix, but you won't catch this wolf eatting your flesh.