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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Howling at the Pink Super Moon On a moonlit late night The Pink Supermoon Casting a baleful light On the world below While inside Sam Adams sat drinking In a depraved bar In a den of iniquity In an evil part of the city On the left side Of society Drinking up a storm With his buddies Johnny Walker, Jack Daniels Jim Beam, and Mr. Evan And Old Granddad looked on Encouraging him to drink One scotch, one bourbon, and one beer He was just an unhinged lunatic Dreaming of howling at the full moon Watching the world walk by Looking at all the fine-looking babes Walking by the street Thinking wild, erotic thoughts Of endless wild libertine passions He looked up At the naked dancing ladies Dancing up a storm With an attitude A Z tude That could kill When into the bar Walked the most beautiful women In the Universe So wild, so free So wonderfully alive He did not know what to do As this vision of delight Sauntered through the bar In skin-tight leather pants Looked so fine That his eyeballs hurt Finally, he had to say something he gathered up my manly courage He walked up to her She looked at him Instantly bewitched his soul With a devilish grin He lost all reason And became a raving lunatic Unhinged lunatic Under the lunatic light of the full moon Of the blood-red lights of the moon Full of wild passions The lustful beast stirs again And starts running and running Howling at the moon Riding into the new dawn On a demented Harley Davis cycle With two naked babes on his back Riding into the sun 90 miles per second At the speed of thought He disappears into the lunatic light Of the full moon Sam Adams woke up alone, In his bed The naked babes Having disappeared From his demented dreams Saying, “Man, that was quite a night I better not go there again” The wild beast Laughs He has heard that before And joins him In howling at the Pink moon In the fading light Of the lost last night Of the newly damned
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