Is this Wolfman
Food?
Sneaking.
Sagittarius?
Gulp!
Gulping
Lawerence?
Gulp King
Lawerence!
Larry Talbot.
Scarry Talbot!!
Why’re you biting
me, Larry?
Boy you sure
got Hairy
Scary too
Larry too
What’s the
curse of a Wolfman?
Is the
affliction of the Lycan Man
He bites too
He frights too
Sir John
Talbot, Sir John Talbot
Hairy Too? Scary Too?
He is Larry’s
Father
He is such a
Bother
He says
Moo! He thinks it’s Boo!
Blake Lovell,
Blake Lovell
Werewolf
too? Werewolf Boo!
How’s your
wife, Charlotte?
Was she eaten
by your Mouth Fangs?
You Bite
Too! You Bite Too!
Curse of
Wolfman! Supernatural Affliction
Lycanthropy,
Physically Scary
Psychological
Transformation, Murderous Werewolf in this Nation
We don’t live
because of you! We don’t live because of
you!
The Romani
elder
Understand
curses, feller?
That Romani
Fortune Teller
Bit Larry Too
Bite Larry Too!
The Romani
elder who understands the curses
The fortune
teller who bites Larry worsens
He’s scary too,
He’s scary too!
Blackmoor,
England. Blackmoor, England.
Like Llanwelly
too
Like an Ape who
escaped from the Zoo
This one is in
Wales
There is fur,
not scales
A hunting trip
too
A Werewolf bit
too
Gwen Conliffe
Furs, Claws,
and Neck Bites Me
She is Larry’s
love interest
She keeps her
life from all the rest
She loves her fangs
too
She’s what
nobody knew
Maleva and Ben
Talbot
Inspector
Francis Aberline
Is not an
investigator caring about the line?
Ginger Lovell
too
Loves fangs
like they’re new
That Wolfman
went to a remote farm house
In Oregon,
killing in and out
Full Moons in
San Francisco too
Cement gets
stirred into a pool
I see a Monster
too
Moose, the
German Shepherd
He keeps us in
garlic herds
Man-Eating
Wreath too
Harlequin in a
Zoo
Jack in
Smithereens
Galipote and
Lugaru
Cat or Dog on
an Aural Trip
My blood keeps
doing a Drip
I’m bit too
I’m bit too
Somewhere a
Werewoman
Running through therianthropy
With her taking
the place of Leopards and Hyenes
In a town of
Jurish
With hundreds
of Female Werewolves
There’s a
Weregirl wearing a veil
Another wearing
wolf skin
They are both
the Wolf’s Kin
And some lazy
husband told his wife
To shape
leopards into captured food
With magic oil
from 1615
She’s a
Werewolf and she’s Okay
She eats all
night and she ‘Woofs’ all day.
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