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Full Moon
Tonight's a full moon
And I'll stop and I'll swoon
When I see that big ball of white
'Cuz it's that time once again
To come out of my den
And stir up a frenzy or fight
Yes, the moon's nice and full
And though things have been dull
It's time I came out of my lair
I'll stay out half the night
And give grown men a fright
With these sharp claws and great mass of hair
Oh, tonight's a full moon
And I'll whistle a tune
Looking dainty and sweet 'til it's late
And I'll be you would guess
That it's just PMS
But an actual werewolf's my date.
Copyright ©
Ina Goodling
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