Beast
Like a wolf on the prowl,
He stalks me, his prey.
With a deep-throated growl
And a pounce, down we lay.
O how my beast does howl
When I get my way…
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Like a wolf on the prowl,
He stalks me, his prey.
With a deep-throated growl
And a pounce, down we lay.
O how my beast does howl
When I get my way…
This started as a joke with some online friends about words that rhymed with growl after I said a certain audiobook reader had a ‘growly’ voice for a particular character. I should point out that the only ‘beast’ in my life is my own dear wolf, my husband.
KJ said this on August 26, 2009 at 10:36 pm