The Last Wolverine In Michigan

I wrote this one with Becky's help, especially on the bridge.

Lyrics

there she was on my front page
her name in letters one inch tall
shock nearly killed me at my age
and here i'd thought i'd got 'em all

"THE LAST WOLVERINE IN MICHIGAN IS ON THE LOOSE"
i stood up so fast when i saw that
i spilled my orange juice
i'd cleared those monsters out of michigan
back in my prime
i figured i had one more in me
even after all this time

licked my lips and greased my traps
i sharpened my wolverine knife
filled my canteen, folded my maps
and i set out to end her life

the last wolverine in michigan
was now my prey
a worthy foe! i felt as though
i hadn't aged a day
and i still knew the wilds of michigan
like my back yard
and i thought that i could take her
but i hoped she'd make it hard

and that she did
i tracked her over miles of frozen ground
a bitter wind swirled rumors of her savage scent around
she stripped my traps and licked 'em clean
but i gained on her every night
at last we met in the ravine
i drew me up to my full height

she turned around a little slow
she looked at me with those dark eyes
she laid herself down in the snow
then breathed her last and stole my prize

the last wolverine in michigan
gave up the ghost
she chose the place, i dug the grave
and marked it with a post
oh the ground is cold in michigan
the sky is grey
and the last wolverine in michigan
is in michigan
to stay