My girlfriend Chelsea (Never liked that name)
Is an uncommonly crazy different kind of woman
Loved all sorts of paranormal and New Age stuff,
Claimed her animal totem was a howling werewolf.
And she would often howl all through our house.
God how I hated that annoying, foolish racket.
And I often worried about her mental faculties,
More than once I suggested she see a shrink
Until one fateful full moon Halloween night.
She howled louder than usual and growled.
When I went to see what was wrong with her,
She had morphed into a ten foot werewolf.
Maybe because she loved me she let me go
When I ran out of our house like a sprinter.
And ain’t no way I’m ever going back.
Bob Boyd
