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Lycanthrope:  a werewolf
Lycanthropy:  the power of a human to turn into a wolf
Lycanthropic:  A lycanthropic event

Design a Lycantropic Society Please

If I was going to design my own society, I would have to take into account
The fact that I have always dreamed of a society that was lycanthropic.
Which means we would be humans by day, and freedom flying happy werewolves by night.
Loyal carnivores, who take care of our young, athletic, and amazingly psychotic.
 
I have always liked the idea of having a fluffy tail, and a wooded home.
And I enjoy the idea of running amok over bogs, meadows, woods, and briars,
But I also enjoy having human paws small enough to type up a lycanthropic poem.
And the pyromaniac part of my self could not give up my beautiful bonfires.
 
 
During the day, we would enjoy our human bodies, wearing our hair in different colors.
But this new civilization will be as ruthless as it needs to be at night, fully dope.
In both bodies, we will retain our families – our brothers, sisters, fathers and mothers.
The most exciting part of my plan, is that we can eventually choose to always be a furry canthrope.
 
Lycanthrope:  a werewolf
Lycanthropy:  the power of a human to turn into a wolf
Lycanthropic:  A lycanthropic event
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Kiser Avatar
November 6, 2018 at 11:08 AM
Well it does beat being a bat; a fear of heights is nothing to laugh about. Anyway, a nice fur coat will keep you very warm at night. Adorable poem.
Krutsinger Avatar
November 6, 2018 at 11:16 AM
Thank you M.L. I waiver between wanting to be a wolf or a were-wolf.
Am Avatar
November 3, 2018 at 9:58 PM
I find this to be a very well-written and captivating poem. The idea behind it is very original and interesting, you have quite an impressive imagination, Caren!
Krutsinger Avatar
November 4, 2018 at 6:09 AM
Thank you Diana; I am very lucky. I was odd, and I did not care. I was a lone wolf, and I spent a lot of time with myself, out in a treehouse, with cottonwood trees protecting me as I was the original Pippi Longstockings, and I was fighting pirates at a young age. And I was Jo in Little Women, and I was Peter Pan. This helped!
Mcferran Avatar
November 3, 2018 at 3:39 PM
I want to "run amok", too! ;D hahahaha! What a great poem, love the idea of this!!!
Krutsinger Avatar
November 3, 2018 at 6:56 PM
I am having fun learning new words that help me with my pack, Rhona.
Rodrigues Avatar
November 3, 2018 at 7:49 AM
A wild psychotic right! You’re a riot!
Krutsinger Avatar
November 3, 2018 at 6:56 PM
Thank you. My muse and I are both HOWLING at the moon that you liked it, Kim.
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