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As I was walking out if my place if employment I saw what looked Like a coyote Shape shift To a wolf and then from wolf to Human to crow In the dead of night As I see this My breathe is taken away As if the wind was knocked out if Me
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Dec 8, 2024
Dec 8, 2024 at 3:37 PM UTC
Bates
Werewolf I’ll trek through the woods and find a wolf pack. I’ve got a simple strategy for a quick attack. I’ll **** their Alpha and feed them deer; I’ll become the new Alpha and I’ll rule through fear. I’ll lead my pack with my bow and arrow. We’ll eat the moose’s liver and **** the bones’ marrow. We’ll hunt together by the cold moonlight. I’ll plot the course of the season by the stars of the night. We'll eat the flesh of those who dare come near in the dark frigid dawn of the early New Year. I’ll hunt down stragglers and set their bodies burning; it’s survival of the fittest in this wicked world’s turning. My dogs will howl at the moon by the edge of the cliff; they’ll be the rhythm section while I play my riff. Don’t come near us, don’t try to follow: Steer clear of my pack, or you’ll have no tomorrow. The Retort So, you’ve got some silver bullets in your automatic Glock. I hate to give bad news, and this might be a shock: But I’ll take your silver bullets— I’ll wear one as a pendant. As for the rest of you— they’ll only find a remnant. Mating Season I shed my human form, to meet you in the night. We tread into our lair, within a limestone secret cave. No one knows the site, except the watching grey-black owl. We circle and we nip, with loving tender bite. I smell your musky scent and hear your throaty growl. Alpha Alpha pair, there are only two of us. I’m the queen and you’re my knight (but with no shining armor bright). Instead, a coat of grey and white. And when our rendezvous is done we’ll greet the others at  the cliff and all howl in unison.
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Oct 31, 2019
Oct 31, 2019 at 5:24 PM UTC
Werewolf Trio (reposts and ripostes)
Werewolf I’ll trek through the woods and find a wolf pack. I’ve got a simple strategy for a quick attack. I’ll **** their Alpha and feed them deer; I’ll become the new Alpha and I’ll rule through fear. I’ll lead my pack with my bow and arrow. We’ll eat the moose’s liver and **** the bones’ marrow. We’ll hunt together by the cold moonlight. I’ll plot the course of the season by the stars of the night. We'll eat the flesh of those who dare come near in the dark frigid dawn of the early New Year. I’ll hunt down stragglers and set their bodies burning; it’s survival of the fittest in this wicked world’s turning. My dogs will howl at the moon by the edge of the cliff; they’ll be the rhythm section while I play my riff. Don’t come near us, don’t try to follow: Steer clear of my pack, or you’ll have no tomorrow. The Retort So, you’ve got some silver bullets in your automatic Glock. I hate to give bad news, and this might be a shock: But I’ll take your silver bullets— I’ll wear one as a pendant. As for the rest of you— they’ll only find a remnant. Mating Season I shed my human form, to meet you in the night. We tread into our lair, within a limestone secret cave. No one knows the site, except the watching grey-black owl. We circle and we nip, with loving tender bite. I smell your musky scent and hear your throaty growl. Alpha Alpha pair, there are only two of us. I’m the queen and you’re my knight (but with no shining armor bright). Instead, a coat of grey and white. And when our rendezvous is done we’ll greet the others at  the cliff and all howl in unison.
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People are shapeshifters They change their skin from time to time Sometimes they are preys Lovely and faerie Innocent lifeforms Unlike the evil norms lurking on earth. But mostly, they are killers. They'll **** you upfront They'll **** you while you're not watching There's no catching for there is no justice For no one notice No one notices because they've changed their skin again.
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Nov 21, 2018
Nov 21, 2018 at 9:31 AM UTC
Human Shifters