Most of the time my life does seem
So boring as the days go by.
It is those special nights I dream
Of when full moon is in the sky.
Most people don't believe in me,
And those that do come to believe
Find out too late that I do be
The last they'll know on full moon eve.
I watch the setting of the sun.
When full moon comes I'll transform from
Another boring human one,
And a werewolf I will become.
My transformation will come soon,
When comes full shadow of the moon.
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