User:Shammiesgun/Moonfang


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I hear her screams,

while I'm at the faire.

To slay the mighty lady,

only a few did dare.

Her call is alluring,

yet fear does strike.

Her voice of horror,

barks every night.

She's calling her pack,

and they will come.

The children of the dark,

answering to their mom.

Her moonlight pelt,

the tears she cries.

All go away,

when she dies.