Dracula's Sweet BloodA Poem by DEAN FARNELL
Iv'e had me some blood for my dinner
Each drop i devoured was not wasted. The woman was not very pretty But her blood was the sweetest iv'e tasted. You may have well read in old books My ladies were sexy and pretty. But i don't always go for good looks To waste all that blood is a pity. To bag me a plain girl one night I had to take large swigs of brandy. Although she did look such a sight Her blood was as sweet as pure candy. Now my options have doubled i'm thrilled When i go out there's plenty of prey. When everyone livings a menu It's a Saturday night every day. © 2012 DEAN FARNELL |
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Added on March 24, 2012 Last Updated on March 24, 2012 AuthorDEAN FARNELLHENLOW, BEDFORD, United KingdomAboutQUIRKY SINGER HORROR SONG WRITER & QUIRKY AND DARK HORROR POETRY WRITER. more..Writing
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