On a full moon night
When everyone is ready to sleep
The werefox comes out
And his victims he plans to keep

He stalks the streets
Ready to bite
He smirks at pedestrians
At the stroke of midnight

His toned and muscled body
Flexes in the wind
That makes all the ladies
Wanna make their heads spin

He smiles and murrs
As he finds his next meal
Their blood of course
He is looking to steal

His eyes glow green
As he makes his strike
On any passing human
Or anything he likes

He growls in delight
As the people run
And growls in anger
When they bring out guns

As they shoot
He runs in anger
As he pushes them back
Into the hanger

He smiles wryly
As the scream
And in his eyes
They see a gleam

That tells them
It is time to die
As they all
Begin to cry

And when he finishes
And is done
He changes back
Cause there is the sun


Commission for  jasonwerefox