Twas a dark and stormy night
and all through the town,
not a creature was sturring.
They were all party bound.
The men at the club
were styled with care,
in hopes that Amanda Holm
soon would be there.
As the door flung open,
they all looked in awe,
for standing in the doorway,
it was Amanda they saw.
As she walked to the center,
she looked beautiful and fair,
but then, out of nowhere,
her face grew some hair.
She looked up at the moonlight,
and out sprung a wing.
She realized with fear,
she had forgotten one thing.
A full moon was out,
she was supposed to be in,
but it was too late.
She grew ugly new skin.
In every direction,
the men ran and screamed,
but the women stood calmly,
and plotted and schemed.
“Lets get her!” said Maggie.
“Attack!” yelled Nahreen.
And they all jumped on Amanda
in a violent mob scene.
Though they outnumbered Amanda,
they were scratched and bitten.
Then, suddenly,
Amanda turned into a kitten.
The black kitten ran,
but the women let her go.
They had had enough
of that magic-ridden show.
But something in the women
had changed that night,
for they went home with the men
without putting up a fight.
Then all the women took their men,
who had completely no suspicion,
and devoured them after mating
to complete Amanda’s mission.
Pennyless Writer 