Old Vampire RayA Poem by DEAN FARNELL
There was an old vampire called Ray
Who's teeth have all rotted away So his girls met their deaths by his terrible breath Before having his wicked old way. Old Ray used to prowl late at night His gums were a pitiful sight He'd try nibbling a neck and said flipping heck I can't even bloody well bite. Couldn't get any blood could old Ray So his body starts wasting away The prince of the night spent his very last night With dreams of his fangtastic days.
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Added on June 8, 2012 Last Updated on June 8, 2012 AuthorDEAN FARNELLHENLOW, BEDFORD, United KingdomAboutQUIRKY SINGER HORROR SONG WRITER & QUIRKY AND DARK HORROR POETRY WRITER. more..Writing
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