A LIFE'S AT STAKEA Poem by andrew mitchell
O Vampire, Vampire of the night!
There are no maidens for you tonight So Vampire! Vampire! Don't come out, Their blood won't be spilt, it's your shout. You see Mr Dracula, your time is spent, Meet your maker, you distinguished gent. For when you and I meet face to face, Lets discuss you and the human race. And to the devil we'll drink a toast, I'm sure you will find a formidable host, For it's time to take your breath away, And I'm so sorry it has to end this way. So control your thirst. Stay home tonight. Leave your coffin, I'll give you a fright. For if I see your red eyes not forgetting your teeth, I'll send you to your maker----- Hope you've made your wreath!
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3 Reviews Added on March 7, 2015 Last Updated on March 7, 2015 Authorandrew mitchelladelaide, AustraliaAboutStrindberg said. " When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more..Writing
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