It was a moon so bright, fat and white. the creature ran rampant all through the night.
Spreading its seed of anger and lust. He ran through his prey and into the dust.
His path came to a halt just short of the pass, when he found a scent and said "at last"
To find his fate, he stormed in the shack. Only to find his reflection starring back.
The creature lay dormant, knowing the hewas the only thing that he could be
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