Mr. Wicked Wolf has a dreadful grin; His teeth are bright and shiny like a piece of tin; And wouldn't you be frightened if he should say to you; "I'll eat you up before you count one billion twenty-two"?
Well, that's what Mr. Wicked Wolf said just as I finished the story before this, and I would have added a P. S. and told you, only I was afraid you'd stay awake all night wondering how the little rabbit would ever get away. But never mind. I won't let that dreadful wolf hurt him, not if I have to get a gun and go after him myself.
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