“and his hair was perfect”
there’s a werewolf
loose again in london
disguised as a dubliner
imbibing ales with
local ne’er-do-wells
strutting down abbey road
alongside chief inspector
chatting about the weather
and that bloody affair
going down last night
in big bold letters daily mail
warns of imposters
dressed quite smartly
wooing unsuspecting partners
who love to do the tango
december two thousand seventeen
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