The Full Moon

Peter Hendricks’s thought one day

That he’d go out and see

The moon on a full moon’s night

To check how bright ’t can be

His buddies warned him against his

Daring master plan

‘Werewolves roam around at night

Werewolves by the clan!!’

Especially on full moon nights,’

One of his classmates chimed

But Peter paid them no heed at all

And one night at ’round nine

He crept out of his darkened house

Stealthier than a spy

He gazed watchfully at the moon

With a fascinated eye

But before he quite made it back

To the safety of his bed

A claw gripped him from the undergrowth

And then… he was dead

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