From out the marsh with jaws agape

And angry howls, the wolf does run

All set to roam and havoc make

Amongst the nine worlds of the sun

But soft as silk, strong fetters fixed

To calm, restrain the rage awhile

Invite the hand between sharp teeth

To prove good faith, to reconcile

The bond unbroken, trickery

Could not prevent the savage bite

And free at last with jaws against

The ground and sky, the final fight

Curled at my feet in sleep, Tervueren

Malinois or Groenendael

A shepherd's friend, unfеttered loyalty

Sweet devotion natural

Drеaming of a wilder past

A wilder bark, the howl, the growl

Soft limb to tear and bone to grind

The postman corpse to disembowel