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WEREWOLF EATS VAMPIRE GIRL (18)
At the public park with Sun-Kissed Moon aglow,
Wagged the canine optimism of an abandoned Dalmatian that could win Best In Show;
Moreover, Adam (the werecoyote) communicated with the sublimity of the spotted beast--
The twosome forging a friendship of adoption and brotherly peace;
Then,
Junkyard (the Dalmatian) told:
"There are 2 hormone-raging females a short distance away fighting over you."
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WEREWOLF EATS VAMPIRE GIRL (17)
Prowling Kitty smoothly caught the crossbow bolt between her red-velvet lips,
Dodging the murderous energy with a scandalous shake of her hips;
Indeed, the furious females fought for Adam's beating/bloody LOVE,
Like masculine school boys with shotguns hunting Doves.
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WEREWOLF EATS VAMPIRE GIRL (16)
Young Man Adam did text the exotic Sheeba McCool back
With a hint of drunk'n trepidation,
Dreaming of French-ing her lovely soul
With the Werecoyote Nation.
He morphed Multi-Hued Glamwards,
Fabricating the Quasi-Metal of POISON,
Painting himself with orange lip gloss,
Knowing hot chicks "heart" the merged barriers of romantic cloison.
And the heartfelt kiss was fortunately FLY,
Curling Sheeba McCool's toes;
Also, making Adam smitten by Ebony Blues--
Further loathing Civil War woes.
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WEREWOLF EATS VAMPIRE GIRL (15)
TEXT MESSAGE:
Hey Adam/U haven't got back to me/Work'n on a 289 High-Powered '66 Stang/Look: Freak'n call me/Not a stalker--just know what I like/And may I remind: Kitty's an anemic killer; I got the proof/Just say'n/2, tasted my sister's breast milk (she's a smoker)/Tastes like KOOL cigs--plenty of anti-oxidants in that boobie juice . . .
- Sheeba McCool -
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WEREWOLF EATS VAMPIRE GIRL (14)
Adam ponders tobacco:
I totally know burning tobacco will mercurially waste me; nevertheless, tobacco has its anti-oxidant properties when harvested till Snuffways. Actually protects from ominous oral offspring according to Swedish Research. Or seemingly freeze-dried SNUS from 'em Northern Europeans. Crap I don't know. . . . ughhh . . . Is Kitty right--this stuff bad for my teenage skin, morphing we Goblinwards? Too, Sheeba, ouch--she looks delicious.
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WEREWOLF EATS VAMPIRE GIRL (13) Sheeba McCool
TEXT MESSAGE:
Adam--hope U like my SELFIE/My name: Sheeba McCool--part African and Irish genes, ya know/I dropped outta high school/Work'n as mechanic @ my Uncle's garage/And I know UR a werecoyote/2--know UR girlfriend is a demon-fanged bloodsucking bitch/I hunt vampires on the weekend/We should hang out . . .
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WEREWOLF MEETS VAMPIRE GIRL (12) THE WERECOYOTE, ADAM
Within the ergonomically, quasi-exotic interior of an awesome-engineered rice-burner with Heads, Cowl Induction, and Re-Designed Exhaust to meet Al Gore's tax happy Emission Standards in parts of 'em USA (Earth be Tuff), sits Kitty and Adam, both aglow by way of Internal Cockpit Light.
KITTY
Ya saved me babe.
ADAM
Got a smoke?
KITTY
My skin, what!?! Nor sugar or Sun-Worshiping--I get my Vitamin D outta the bottle.
ADAM
I'm furry sometimes--so, skin isn't everything Kitty.
KITTY
Young, misguided werewolf eh?
ADAM
Ya got me all wrong girl. I'm guided by ignorance and eternal canine heritage. Truly, I rode around in my Grand-Father's Sac of Testosterone. Too, werecoyote to be exact--I'm a coward, but I'm good at it.
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