Blood moon rising Poem Written By Christopher M Long

C. 2020 P 2020

Blood moon rising Poem Written and copyrighted By Christopher M Long

Published by Christopehr M. Long and SHP Magazine

I am the beast that's hiding under your bed Long razor fangs and sharp claws, I'll rip you to shreds With a hard vicious slash, I'll turn your room blood red, With a ferocious blow, you will soon end up dead. I am the beast that lurks in the dark of the night. I howl and laugh as I fill you with terror and fright. My piercing red eyes will rip right through your stupid soul. Tearing you apart and feasting on you is my new goal. You better beware for the blood moon is rising tonight You better beware of my deadly bite With the full moon high in the sky, no one will be safe from my might The full moon has risen and I'm on the prowl. Better run away when you hear my snarls, my growls. When you hear me coming there's nothing that you can do. I'll tear apart your body, rip through your corpse, I'll strip you through. The wolf is here, the wolf has come, to destroy this town. Death will come, claim the lives of those who dare, Find themselves out in the terror night's full moon air. Rest in pieces to all the unlucky victims I claim tonight.