Of course

I know the werewolf that lives on Willowbrook Road

With eyes as dark as the night sky

And fur that is covered in snow

It's ears perked up at all times

Listening for the moons haunting call

Through the woods at night 

It's howl heard for miles


But of course

I know the wolf that lives on Willowbrook Road

In the house on the corner of the street

With keene sence of smell

And wild matted fur

It's feet move swiftly

Never quite making a sound

Through the woods at night

You can see it's human-like qualities


How could I not know the wolf that lives on Willowbrook Road

It's soul

Mirrors mine


We are the same


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