Little Wolf clambering through the snow,
Little paws freezing down below.
Your fur is grey,
Your eyes are brown,
To avoid the cold you should wear a gown.
Little Wolf clambering through the snow,
Your progress is really very slow.
Your legs are short,
Your jump is small,
Please avoid the ice lest you should fall.
Little Wolf clambering through the snow,
The cold harsh wind on your face doth blow,
It bloweth here,
It bloweth there,
If it keeps on blowing it will mess up your hair.
Little Wolf clambering through the snow,
Your nose is so cold it's starting to glow.
Your nose it does itch,
Your nose it does drip,
Do you really need to make this long trip?
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