by | May 23, 2010 | Poetry | 0 comments

It will soon be time for Halloween,
and teeth will drip with blood,
in a deep dark alley scene
now very wet and full of mud.

Crowds of rampant Vampires congregate,
to commit evil deeds
they then begin to propagate,
and to sow malignant seeds.

Oh loud their calls of pure delights,
as blood, pours from such great bites,
and like any force’s party night,
someone soon begins the fight..

Police van arrives in such haste
but there’s no one to be found
Just loads of broken bloody waste,
left in heaps upon the ground.


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