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"Wolf! " cried my cunning heart / At every sheep it spied, / And roused the countryside.
"Wolf! Wolf! "-an d up would start / Good neighbours, bringing spade
/ And pitchfork to my aid.
At length my cry was known: / Therein lay my release.
I met the wolf alone / And was devoured in peace.