The Curse Of The Howl
By R.e. Taylor
It comes from the night
Hunting without mercy
Looking for the weak
Preying on the innocent
With fangs and claws
It shreds its prey
Only eating the heart
The rest is left for the rats
So, when the moon is full
And the stars shine in the sky
Beware the howl of the wolf
For it may be hunting for you
And you will not stand a chance
You will suffer a painful death
And there is not a thing you can do about it
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