Wolf in the Fortress

You were quick,
too quick,
in your wild duets
came by me for just a minute

Said you didn't like girls
made of false ethics,
too much of demands;
but you were just a man

Your hair of fiery red
blazed at the touch of a hand,
shattering every defense
with your fire-breathing fan

Obnoxious and loud,
you sneer with your fangs
entering my fortress,
oh my cunning wolf faced man!