Our daughter's not a werewolf.
Although it appears that way.
She cuts those beady brown eyes.
Ten thousand times in a day.
Her clothes are worn and mismatched.
Her body is sprouting hair.
She's growing like a werewolf.
And growls like a grizzly bear.
If you should ever meet her.
Hanging in her scary den.
You'll know she's not a werewolf
She is only turning ten!
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