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Werewolf

June 1, 2026 by Bob Boyd

There’s a werewolf after me
I always hear him howling
I hope like in the movies
a silver bullet will kill him

Bob Boyd

Related posts:

  1. The Loss of a Werewolf Wife
  2. Werewolf howls
  3. A Werewolf Named Leonard
  4. The Werewolf Curse, a Christian, and Hell
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