Now that the time is at hand,
And the full moon rises, to whisper to her ears,
Look how she rises from the dust, the purest creature ever,
The eyes of a cat, and the claws of a tiger,
Hear her whisper to your ears, its time to do the moon dance,
I can't see cuz my thoughts are plain,
And who can resist those ni.pples of fire,
Oh the desire to touch this sexual body in the dark,
So fair and tender, sexuality is in the air,
But behind those angelic eyes, you see an evil lurking,
Her paws are broken and she desires a soft caress,
Her hips are wild, dancing to the LURE of the swift moon,
So i shall flirt, for she loves to play hide and seek,
But before i feed her body with fornication, i need a moment of prayer,
Lord let me not fall into her hands,
For she preys upon the single men,
And with her sexual fires, she exhausts her prey
Till she's drunken with the wine of blood,
And then to the closet she returns,
At dawn, to lurk and wait smiling till the next dance



courtesy. . .hennessy