Limerick Poems About Wolverine | Wolverine Limerick Poems

Wolverine Growl

The solemn night's silence was
  broken,
As needles pierces with a shrieking 
  sound bespoken.
So the growl of the wolverine breakthrough 
  the moonless night,
Waking up in a jolt, drenched in sweat,  
  what a sweet plight,
Lo, it was only a frozen case of a
  nightmare awoken.