Bad Moon Rising
Woke up one night unable to sleep.
Thought to myself to the bathroom I'll creep.
Don't want to wake my wife like before,
As I quietly tip toe across the floor.
Can't sleep at night of late it seems.
I toss and I turn and have crazy dreams.
I look in the mirror above the sink.
Oh No! Oh My God! I Think I Need A Drink!
Am I going Crazy!? This couldn't be worse!
I must have contracted a family curse!
I look like the Wolf Man! Oh No! This can't be!
Oh say it ain't so! This can't be me!
Then I wake up. I'm safe in my bed.
No more hair than normal on chest, face and head.
I look at my wife so gentle and sweet.
As she lay here beside me and quietly sleeps.
Then I look closer.
Is that long hair for sure?
On her arms and her hands!
Oh there must be a cure!
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