The following piece is an exsert,
From a movie Called the "Wolfman,"
I saw in my pre teen years
The words still haunt me,
Yet still facinating, all the same,
I wish to present them to you as a
short piece called the "Warewolf"
goes something to this effect.
The Werewolf
The way you walk, is funny
Though through no fault
Of your own
Even a man
Who's pure at heart
And says his prayers at night
Fears, the changing foot prints
On the night
When the wolfs bane blooms
Under the bright beams
Of a full moon.
Author (unknown)
Presented By: William Bonilla
7/8/03
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Reviewed by na na (Reader)
Reviewed on August 10, 2003
Very good Willliam. I use to see a wolfman movie and run all the way home. Two miles of dark and lonely road. Bill
Yes I remember this movie! Kept me awake at nights. But hasn't been that long ago that I watched it again, it's now much more enjoyable. Thanks William! ~SH~
"Though a man may be pure at heart, and say his prayers by night...He may become a wolf, when the wolfbane blooms...and the moon is full and bright"
Oh yes...I remember that all too well...the old gypsy lady speaking those lines to a frightened and unbelieving Lon Chaney Jr.
Good write!
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Oh yes...I remember that all too well...the old gypsy lady speaking those lines to a frightened and unbelieving Lon Chaney Jr.
Good write!
Thanks for sharing!
Love Tinka
Kudos!
tony
Jack
Sandie Angel a.k.a. May Lu :o)