Stories Make Lousy Alarms

What if the boy who cried wolf
Was just trying to protect
Everyone else and their sheep?

Ok, so maybe he did
His job a little too well,
Yelled too many false alarms.

The night the wolf pack arrived
To eat sheep penned, folks abed,
Only the boy woke in time,

And he screamed, and he screamed, but
No one would listen to him.
That’s one village done. The end.