It was a beautiful fall day

When his steel gray eyes caught sight

of his prey.

He playfully taunted and teased her

And she responded

Until the red neon lights

 over his head,

Bright as the autumn moon

 began

To flash out their

Warning…

                   WOLF!   WOLF!

As she quickly danced away,

The wolf in mans clothing

Was left licking his wounded ego

And having to beg for his check

When the meal

Was ended.

Susan Bergeron

September 23, 2009