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