Howl To The Moon
At the end of each month
my hormones begin to flare
my body slowly manifesting
into a love child
of the Wolf Man
the cramps I feel
aggravates me each night
to jump from out my bed
and sprint into the streets
to howl at the sight
of the super moon
like a rooster
keeping everyone awake
at the peak of the night!
Copyright © Mia Pratt | Year Posted 2024
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