The Werewolf

Author: Ashfa
From: London, United Kingdom
Age: 13
Date: 1st Aug 2002, 2:44 AM
Rating: 5
Comment:
Title: The Werewolf

Smoke flowing like a veil,
Then a howl, a long one
His huge hand gripped the rail,
Then he was on the run.

The werewolf was having fun
His eyes were glistening,
The people were on the run
The black birds were whistling.

He clenched his hairy fists
His night had just started,
On top of him lay the mist
All the people were parted.

His teeth all white and gleaming
He stretched his long paws,
He howled with a meaning
And scraped his long paws.

The bright moon was dying out
The werewolf's time was up,
He knew he could do just nowt
Therefore, he broke his old cup.

All the people witnessed this
But then lay an old man,
Who just gave an old hiss
Knowing who broke the cup, RAN!


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