LOST IN THE WOODS
Lost in the woods! — your love was lost.
You let her stray, now count the cost.
You tear your hair out and you howl
While in the woods the wolves still prowl.
Wolf slipped sweet poison in her ear:
“How nice you look to me, my dear!
Into my step you’ve put a bounce.
My, I could eat you up at once!”
Your love replied with silken purr:
“Flattered you fancy me, dear sir!”
Your love is gone—she’s lost her wits—
And in the forest falls to bits.