Beast Man. Poem by Tom Allport

One dark and stormy night
To my surprise
The Endcliffe beast man was seen
Leaping across rooftops
Then shuffling almost hidden in shadows
His three legs and long tail
Swaying from side to side
A black shape nearly invisible
Except for those piecing red eyes
Moving menacing
Chasing and then eating
Any small animals he'd caught
Howling to the full moon
In total delight
The Endcliffe beast man truly alive.