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Another morning of waking up with that dawning feeling you did something last night you now regret. (Thanks for the invite, Mike.)

No Body Likes A Lycanthrope.

What’s a poor werewolf to do
When his world and the moon turns blue?
As in this mind the lunacy surges
And the brain is beset by unsavoury urges?

I can’t help but prowl the night
And hope my bark’s worse than my bite,
But to my nature I’ve been true
And clearly bitten off more than I can chew.

This rare blood moon has ramped up my compulsion
And ‘neath its light I’m filled with revulsion,
When it comes to regrets, quite Frankly, I have a few,
Its an issue, like this leg tissue, I’m working through

If I’m ever caught I’ll be Wormwoods bound
Or perhaps, more humanly, the Battersea pound?
My beastly hair-raising episodes I do deeply rue
So I’m keep ’em tightly leashed for a week -or two.

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Spoiler alert not needed! I have a soft spot for old horror movies, but sometimes they do drag on. So, a few six word plot summaries.

Alien.
Kissy face huggers become bloodthirsty buggers.

Aliens.
Heroine arrives, burns aliens hives. Survives.

The Fly.
Taut time travel tale. Time flies?

Psycho.
Norman loves being a mummys boy.

Frankenstein.
Doctor at dead end. Shock horror!