"The last trace of smoke curls to the sky
As the light of the full moon catches her eye
Tonight she will hunt. Tonight she will howl
And tonight she will change with nary a growl
Her fangs will lengthen, and her clothes will strain
But this werewolf has weed to cope with the pain"
-- Falling Nettles (J_Nettlez), 2019-11-13
[Happy Samhain Eve / Hallowe'en!]