But I feel no fear when I look upon thee wolf, Instead I am filled with indescribable awe, For such artistry is striking, sharp contrast, in fierce light, that I cannot feel fear, for this wolf in darkened night,
Should I call customer service?
(I am on so many pain meds right now, and short two wisdom teeth)
Da, you liked the poem, I'm so happy. It is well known fact that I write lots of poems while on pain medicine. For no reason, besides good art. Don't worry, I'm sure your teeth will be a breeze(once you know, they grow roots). Mine are only bad because I am fairly young for having them removed, and I was on local anesthesia so I remember it all. So know that I am fine, and I mentioned the teeth only because I am unsure of the sanity of my actions while on pain meds, so, I wrote the poem, and added the mention of wisdom teeth as a disclaimer. MAHAHAH, MY ACTIONS WERE SUCCESSFUL!(because seriously, the wolfy is awesome and it makes me happy)