I always become a werewolf

when the moon begins to rise.

My clothes get ripped and torn

and then I double up in size.

Although I’ve got no clothes on

after I transform,

it’s really not a worry

as my fur will keep me warm.

When I’m a scary werewolf

out and on the prowl,

for awhile I’m happy,

you should hear me howl.

I really like to run around

searching for my prey.

When I find a tasty meal

they never get away.

But when I’m back to normal

it’s really not much fun.

I have to get back home again

by doing a nudie run.

Image by Lori Escobar