Together They Howled - Poem by Orlando Belo
My mother was a teenage werewolf
and my father a wise vampire.
They first met in a medieval graveyard
in the shadow of the old church spire.
They married on the eve of Halloween
in the light of a bright full moon.
Together they sang a haunting melody,
which became their howling tune.
Screeching bats blocked out the moonlight
as werewolves and vampires danced.
Throughout the night all the creatures howled
as my parents consummated their romance.
I became the first product of their union
and I am a changeable sort of man.
Occasionally that does present a few problems
not knowing exactly what I am.
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