WEREWOLF

I went into the woody woods,
Late one Autumn eve,
For there had been werewolf reports,
So I took investigative leave,

As a reporter I didn't like to lie,
But, in the forest I lay down,
To wait for that canine sigh,
When the werewolf comes around,

I had walked in on an old two track trail,
Where lumberman chopped down mighty beast,
I was hoping while I laid me down,
I would not be a main menue werewolf feast.

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THE WEREWOLF, CHAMOMILE TEA AND DILL FLAVORED SNACK CRACKERS

I was traveling through the wicked woods,
On my way to the store to buy dry goods,
When a fierce werewolf stood in my way,
I forgot the moon was full and it was not day,

But, on my mistake I did not ponder,
I ran to my cabin way back yonder,
And, although I made it through the door,
The werewolf pinned me to the floor,

I looked for my shotgun but it was in pieces,
I forgot it had been played with by my little nieces,
I said to the werewolf " you don't want to eat me",
I live on dill flavored snack crackers and chamomile tea,

"I'm afraid that you will never saviour"
"Chamomile tea and dill snack cracker flavor,"
So, into the woods the werewolf stole away,
For only bacon flavored snack crackers made his taste buds go yeah!

WEREWOLF POEM

The dirt, the forest, the night is my friend,
I am the hunter, that’s what I’ll be in the end,
My eyes are pagan jewels,
My ears are predators feet,
My nose and teeth make rules,
It’s not revenge, you're  just something to eat.