The howls roar nearA Poem by David the writerThe howls roar near Quick ready your silver before they're here The clouds rush above the scene, and the moon quitley watches The birds rush from the branches
The wind blows giving an uneasy chill Because the fangs run nearly here, and they just want to feal the bloody thrill Run! Run! You can hear all through the town during the cold frightful night Lock the doors, and hold your silver because you're already dead after on bite
Oh no, your door flies acroos the room, and they rush They pounce on you, and you feel your bones crush Their sharp teeth rip through your neck They leave you looking worst than a wreck
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9 Reviews Added on August 21, 2012 Last Updated on August 21, 2012 AuthorDavid the writerOKAboutMy profile was rated This Page is Rated PG-13 www.writerscafe.org/David_ Lets101 Quizzes - Online Quizzes Welcome to my profile! Get your groceries, and get out! Hey guys! So, I'm not o.. more..Writing
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