Once upon a time, in a peaceful meadow, a Wolf had been seen skulking near a flock of Sheep for many days. The Shepherd of the flock kept a watchful eye on him, fearing the Wolf might snatch a Lamb. However, the Wolf made no move to harm the flock.
Strangely, the Wolf didn't cause any trouble. Instead, he seemed to be assisting the Shepherd in tending to the flock, guiding lost lambs back and helping keep them together. The Wolf's constant presence became a familiar sight, and the Shepherd slowly let his guard down, forgetting the nature of the beast.
One day, the Shepherd found himself needing to leave the valley on an errand. Trusting the Wolf who had been seemingly helping him for weeks, he decided to leave his flock under the Wolf's watch. He believed that the Wolf would protect the Sheep as he had been doing.
However, when the Shepherd returned from his errand, he was met with a sight that filled his heart with dread and regret. Several members of his flock were missing; others left in fear, their numbers greatly diminished. The Wolf was nowhere to be seen, but the Shepherd knew all too well who was responsible.
In his haste and misplaced trust, the Shepherd had forgotten the true nature of the Wolf. He understood then how foolish he had been to entrust his beloved flock to the Wolf.
Once upon a time, in a meadow so quiet you could hear a worm burp, a Wolf was hanging around a bunch of Sheep. Seriously, you'd think they were hosting a tea party or something. The Shepherd had his eyes peeled on that Wolf like he was a hidden treasure. "Hmm, what's your game, Mr. Wolf? Planning on a sheepish snack, are we?"
But get this—instead of acting all sneaky and wolf-like, the Wolf turns into the world's best sheep herder! No kidding! He starts guiding lost lambs back to the crowd like he’s a walking, talking roadmap. "This can't be right," thinks the Shepherd. "Since when do wolves join the 'Be Kind to Sheep Club'?"
Weeks go by, and the Shepherd starts to think that maybe, just maybe, the Wolf has turned over a new leaf. "Could it be? Does he actually prefer salads over lamb chops?" the Shepherd wonders.
So, one sunny day, the Shepherd has to step out for a bit. Maybe to get more hay, or perhaps to find those special bells that make the sheep look extra stylish. "You've got this, Mr. Wolf!" he says, imagining he’s giving the Wolf a superhero cape for shepherding. "Behave, okay?"
But oh, when the Shepherd comes back, it's a whole different story. It's as if someone knocked over his tower of toy blocks. Some of the Sheep? Missing. The ones that are left? They’re shaking in their wool like they’ve seen a ghost. And the Wolf? Poof! Gone. "Ah, snap! How could I forget wolves love the taste of mutton?"
The Shepherd sighed, his face as droopy as a melted ice cream cone. "I let my guard down, and look what happened. Just because someone acts like your friend doesn't mean they really are." From then on, the Shepherd took care of his remaining woolly pals like a treasure hunter guarding a chest of gold coins. And Mr. Wolf? Well, let's just say no one fell for his “sheep-friendly” act ever again.
In the hush of the meadow, where the innocent "baa-s" from the sheep once more filled the air, the Shepherd learned his lesson the hard way: Just because the sun is shining, doesn't mean you should forget your umbrella.
Woolly sheep in meadow green,
With a shepherd, eyes so keen.
Near them roamed a wolf each day,
Shepherd watched, but wolf would stay.
Day by day, the wolf's around,
Not a lamb is ever found.
Helps to gather those astray,
Seems as if he wants to play.
"Maybe he's not bad," thought one,
Watching sets of rising sun.
Guard was lowered, caution slipped,
Into trust, the shepherd dipped.
Then a day came, had to roam,
Leaving woolly friends at home.
"To the wolf, I'll trust my herd,
He's just like a watchful bird."
Oh, returning to the fold,
Saw a sight that made blood cold.
Some were gone, the rest in fright,
No sign of wolf, who's out of sight.
Heart sank low, the truth so clear,
Misplaced trust had cost so dear.
Had been wrong, in foolish leap,
For a wolf's a wolf, with sheep.
So listen well, to words so fine,
Some truths endure, like old grapevine.
Trust is good, but always find,
The real nature, of every kind.
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