• Good night werewolf
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    Midnight moon burning bright
    A creatures' lurking in the night.
    Mournful cries up to the sky
    Waiting for it's chance to die.
    Flying silver bullet so fast and true
    Hits the heart of you know who.
    Slowly the beast begins to die
    As the villagers let out their sigh.
    To some a wicked man possessed by treason
    To others a beast searching for a reason.
    The autumn leaves begin to fall
    The werewolf has made it's final call.