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Hello there this is Hale/Haley typing, and you reading. (incase you didn't know that.) Anyways I love wolves, lycanthropes, vampires, and many more random things. I write storys, I am currently 12 years old.(Todays date is: 1/12/09 Monday incase you were wondering when this was written!) My stories are on this website but may not be updated, if you want a more recent and/or more stories then please go to my other website www.halez44.weebly.com It has more of this and is slightly more professional so please don't mess around on it. This website is sortof about life and sorta about me. As well as random others so enjoy please.
This is a werewolve lullaby I didn't write it I found it I forget where.
Poor little child
So lost in the wood.
Sounds like something the
Wolf
Said to the little Red Hood.
And your eyes gleam like
his
In this twi-
light.
Poor little child
So lost and confused,
Was his next line
Surely.
Her head to bemuse.
And your words sound like
his
In the twi-
light.
Poor little child,
Where are you headed?
The child could not
lie
Instead she lead it.
And your smile seems like
his
In this twi-
light.
Here little child
Flowers for you relation.
Words to sneak off
to
Leaving without communication.
And your hands seem like
paws
In the twi-
light.
Beat, little child
His first thought
Must have
been.
As terror upon woman he wrought.
And your lips taste like
blood
In this twi-
light.
Come in, sweet child.
And give ga’ma a kiss.
Did the girl guess
true
But miss?
And you thoughts follow
his
In the twi-
light.
Poor little child
Where are you going?
He asked the girl
who’s
Death was unknowing.
Are your intentions like
his
In this twi-
light?
You are mine
Little Child!
Might he of cried
As the girl child
died
To become like he?
And your bite, is it
his
By your birth
right?