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A scary poem for Hallowe’en

October 31, 2020

It being Hallowe’en, I thought readers might enjoy a scary poem about a werewolf. Here you go:

THE WEREWOLF STOOD AT THE WINDOW

The werewolf stood at the window

gazing into the night

and the hair grew long on the back of his hands 

in the full moon’s silver light

He said, “What a lovely evening – 

I’ll change and then go out.”

And his ears pricked up on top of his head

and longer grew his snout.

And fur sprang up on his body;

his hands turned into paws;

his teeth transmogrified into fangs

and his fingernails to claws.

He opened his mouth in a wolfish grin;

his fangs were sharp and white;

and he said to himself, “I certainly must

go out and have a bite.” 

(This poem can be found in my collection of children’s poems, These Are a Few of my Scariest Things – available on Amazon.)

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2 Comments
  1. Craig permalink

    Great poem again Brandon! Even I understood it 🙂

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