Darkness breaks,
Moon awakes,
Night now brings the stars it makes.
Moon beams fall,
Light up all,
From silvery woods there comes a call.
Grayish blur,
Shaggy fur,
Food is this night creatures lur.
Brown deer,
Very near,
Is brought down full of fear.
Deadly bite,
Very tight,
Every wolf will feast tonight.
~This poem is not by me.
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