I am hungry, so hungry for sustenance this day,
While resting, asleep in my coffin, away,
From sunlight, the bane of my death, I say,
Until darkness returns and I have my foul way,
Drinking freely of blood to save my decay,
Grim Reaper’s cold scythe kept firmly at bay.
I am a Vampire, he said staring at her,
A very old Vampire, you can tell by my skin,
My eyes and expression give also a hint,
While my pointed, sharp teeth give more than a hint.
*
I can see by your skin, he answered, I do,
And also your eyes and expression; it’s true,
But the stare on your face has cast a strange spell,
Making me trust you, despite not feeling well.
*
Still staring at her, the Vampire replied,
You’d never believe me; you’d think I had lied,
If the stare on my face was gone; it’s a fact,
No one would trust this salty old Cat.
*
Without offering her a chance to reply,
The Vampire went on with his horrible lie,
Then, creeping closer and closer on the cold deck,
He pounced, lashed out, and bit her bare neck.
*
Feeling the hurt and the blood running down,
She said, I was such a daft clown,
To have trusted a Vampire because of his look,
Drained of all blood, my life is forsook!
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One Golden Groat to spend in the mystical kingdom of Onishia
(see Wot, Nott, Kakuri and the HU BA HOU)
I am a Vampire, she said staring at him,
A very old Vampire, you can tell by my skin,
My eyes and expression give also a hint,
And my pointed, sharp teeth give more than a hint.
*
I can see by your skin, he answered, I do,
And also your eyes and expression; it’s true,
But the stare on your face has cast a strange spell,
Making me trust you, despite not feeling well.
*
Still staring at him, the Vampire replied,
You’d never believe me; you’d think I had lied,
If the stare on my face was gone; it’s a fact,
No one would trust this salty old Cat.
*
Without offering him a chance to reply,
The Vampire went on with her horrible lie,
Then, creeping closer, so close to the deck,
She pounced, lashed out, and bit his bare neck.
*
Feeling the hurt and the blood running down,
He said, Oh, I was such a clown,
To have trusted a Vampire because of her look,
Drained of all blood, my life is forsook!
Pale Though My Eyes
Pale though my eyes,
My lips are scarlet,
From drinking of blood,
This man, this varlet.
*
Born of the night,
Of dark and badness,
Vampire am I,
Embracing darkness.
*
Longing for blood,
With fangs now baring,
I lunge at the target,
Its cold eyes, now staring.
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I’m dead and I’m feeling better,
Black and white, Vampires all around,
And oh, I must be getting bolder,
The need for blood is trying to get me down,
To the bodies, where it’s flowing away,
Sometimes I just don’t think I should to it,
But I then know it’s more than worth the waiting,
For another chance to drink some sweet warm blood.
Come on drink with me.
There are bodies with sweet blood flowing away,
Sometimes I just don’t think I should drink it,
But yet I know it’s more than worth the waiting away
For another chance to drink that sweet warm blood
Come on drink with me.
The Vampires are coming today,
Fun times and blood times are coming your way,
Watch out for the Vampires, cunning and chic,
They are coming, yes coming, to drink your blood, sweet.
*****
The Crazymad Writer 