Neighbor Werewolf

My neighbor the werewolf

In a house on a street that is very like yours

There lived a bright little girl, and her name was George

She loved playing and biking and to swim in the pool

And all the fun things, that kids know are cool

But though George was happy through all of her days

There weren't many children, with whom she could play

Her parents were too busy working at home

And all George wanted was a friend of her own

One evening, a family moved in across the street

Who no one would speak to, and no one would meet

For these neighbours preferred to keep out of sight

And would only come out on a few special nights

George often wondered who lived in that house

Who they all were and why they never came out

But when she asked her parents if she could go see

They sent her to bed without any tea

Then late one night, poor George lay awake

Her stomach all empty and starting to ache

She heard from outside a snuffling growl

A shuffling, a scuffling and a tiny wolf howl

George crept to the window on the edge of her room

Lit by the glow of a silver full moon

And gasped as she saw, staring straight back at her

A face at the window all covered in fur

George wanted to scream and rush back to bed

And throw the covers right over her head

And she almost did so, right up until

She saw a pile of sweets on the windowsill

She gobbled them up with a happy delight

And the small furry face disappeared from sight

Leaving George to wonder just who she had seen

And whether they'd known how hungry she'd been

So George kept a lookout for many more nights

To watch for whoever had caused her the fright

And a few weeks later, at the next full moon

The sound of howling again reached her room

But this time George was much less afraid

And hurried outside with some cakes she had made

To the mysterious dark house across the street

To find the friend who had left her the sweets