Becoming a werewolf
Real werewolfism is a curse,
One full moon night I was bitten in hospital by a nurse.
She was a mindless slaughterer powerful and fast,
As a result of the attack I thought I had breathed my last.
The curse caused me to lose all control of my mind.
When I woke up in the morning my brain was blind.
No recall of what had happened,except the scare.
But an uncontrollable rage and hunger was embedded there.
I dug my fork into my bacon and bit it with glee,
And decided a werewolf existence was not for me.
The nurse was sacked for trying to pass on her werewolf ways,
Beware she's out there doing community service for quite a few days.