The Forest is Dark and The Wolves are Keen
Dana and Rita, they sit in the dark, they play with their hands, their giggles are sparse.
They fear what they know, but what’s worse is they don’t - have enough knowledge to fear what they don’t.
Perhaps it is youth, perhaps it is luck, that gets them to safety, that helps them to run.
Whatever it is, it’s best just to say, "Don’t go in the forest when you want to go play."