Transylvania Romantic Verses and Werewolf Serenades of Love.
Friday, October 14, 2011
He is.
He is
spitting fire and puffing smoke.
He is
standing tall like a full grown oak.
He is
eating girls like you for his lunch.
He likes them skinny
because they crunch.
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