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Midnight - 1. Chapter 1
Midnight
Lightning strikes and thunder roars
Out here on the Yorkshire moors,
The moon is full, this deadly night
Somebody will get a fright.
My spine bends, it’s time for changes
As my whole body re-arranges
I grow a snout, my fangs grow long
Hands change to paws, where claws belong.
Two feet, become four, I sport a tail,
I am a werewolf, an alpha male.
I need flesh, and I need blood
To hunt around the neighbourhood.
A hunt for man, that’s what I need
I’m so hungry, I need to feed.
Tearing flesh, and breaking bone
Where is the man that walks alone?
And there he is, just up ahead
It’s very late, and he needs his bed.
I grab him hard, and cover his lips
Pull him in, and grind my hips.
This one man is not to eat
He’s in for a different treat.
To my home with him I’ll flee
I am a gay wolf, this one’s for me.
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