She wolf

by doug frazier   Apr 28, 2007


I reached out one night to grab a star, like a fool I took her home.
With the hurt that I am feeling now, I should have left alone.

I could see her there beneath the glow of a fading neon moon.
I knew if I was to make her mine, I'd have to do it soon.

So I put on my party smile and headed across the floor,
you know that I'd better off to have sashayed out the door.

You see the story goes like this, this beauty, she grew fangs.
As long there was beer and wine there wasn't any pain.

Soon they pushed us out the door, flashing sign said "closed".
I may get shot for saying this, but what the hell here goes.

She pulled off that mask of make-up, put her lashes in a drawer,
her teeth are in a jar right there and that's not all, there's more.

The fur that she was wearing was no coat at all,
she told me she forgot to shave, her nails were really claws.

The girl I saw across the floor came howling straight at me,
screaming "give me wine or liquor, give me booze or let me be".

Well, you didn't have to tell me twice I proceeded to make tracks
I knew that it was live or die to the liquor store out back.

I wasn't gone for very long, but by the time that I returned
she'd made a lair there in my bed and a dozen candles burned.

Her eyes gave off an eerie glow, I threw caution to the wind.
There were places she took me that night that I had never been.

Well, wouldn't you know I fell in love, asked her to be my wife.
Doctor says that I'll be fine. Scars shouldn't last for life.

Now here is the moral to my tale, all single men take heed.
You'll never satisfy her thirst if it wasn't meant to be.

They hang around the bars and clubs forever on the prowl
Seeking out another soul whose heart they can devour.

By: Douglas W. Frazier / December 1, 1995

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  • 16 years ago

    by Ashleigh Skye

    Lol i just found this poem I really liked it there was something about the way that you described her as the wolf when in actuality she was a real person, I liked that idea. I liked the message at the end of this peice. The only critism that I have is some of the rhymes sounded really forced and took away from the uniqueness of your poem. Other than that it was amazing.

  • 17 years ago

    by doug frazier

    Thank you dear for your kind comments, glad I could tickle your funny bone. I don't go for the bar scene myself, but I did for just a time or two. I still bare the scars from the lessons learned. I hope it's not a full moon, you might need the fangs. Thanks again doll!
    Doug