Full Moon Terrors

October 3, 2008
By Emily Cox, Bridgewater, MA

When the moon comes out
And there is no one about
And there are no stars
Just the dark werewolf laws

A wolf comes out
There is fire and a shout
When he bites and you feel
A pain that makes you sqeal

You crawl into a shed
And you hope that you are dead
While you feel a creepy tail
You moan and you wail

And you
Become one
With the werewolf
You've become

You simply cannot help it
You howl and you scream
The pain moves on
Your eyes turn mean

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