My uniform's yellow, my humor is black Some say best feature is my lack of tact I'm not regulation. I do what I can. I'm a pain in the ass of the standard X-Man! I'm a bestial killer, I love a good fight! When I cut loose scrappin' it's no pretty sight I will honor a contract and stand by a friend ... But right about there is where my manners end!

Now within the X-Mansion, I'm calm and polite It's always considered ill manner to fight For an argument started must come to an end It's a hell of waste of your loved ones and friends! My murderous rages have won me my fame And my enemies cringe at the sound of my name It isn't the battle, it isn't my might It's the way that I smile going into a fight!

If you cross Wolverine there's not much to tell Just be sure to say, "Hi!" to the others in Hell He'll strike in the time that it takes you to scoff The next thing you know is, your head's comin' off If you cross the ol' Canuk you're sure to regret it What ever your plan is he's bound to upset it There two types of warning you'll get when he's hot One when he's smiling and one when he's not!

The End!