I am a werewolf hunter by triad,

they always die by my sliver blade.

I hunt them down one by one until day light,

as I work at night,

with the full moon always in sight.

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I have been on the trail of a suspected werewolf.

In my line of work I know one thing,

werewolf and in human form keep the same eye’s

so that means they are both the same guy.

I have been watching him,

I must admit he makes my body sing,

but this cant be it is a sin.

The hunter becoming the hunted.

If he bit me,

I would never be free,

the curse would be upon me.

His body is hot not bad for a werewolf that is,

he smiles at me and flashes his teeth oh gee whiz.

The sliver bullet slips far from my mind.

Soon I will be running through the forest with my family behind.