Matthew, The Gray Wolf Poem by Debora Soramaki

Matthew was a wolf
In his imagination
As he made his rounds
Through Sparta Location.
He'd stop by to say Hi
And offer his help
Then report to the neighborhood watch guy.
He's seven years old
But he's strong and brave
It made him feel good
When to the people he gave.
Although he's still a young boy
His favorite color is red
He likes to drink soda
And eat pizza in bed.
He'll be a man some day
And then he'll look back
How he helped and cared
For the Sparta wolf pack.