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Bram To Bran - Contest
Whitby is a great little town Nearby Scarborough is too noisy by far Here at Whitby. you can sit around On the beach dreaming of castles afar To Transylvania, to the castle of Bran Where. I saw a vision of Vlad Known as the Impaler what a bad lad Leaving his victims impaled so sad I suddenly saw the look in his eyes I scurried away I was shaking inside Round and round the castles did run Didn't want my body left hanging I cried His shoes were muffled by the felt coverings we wore This Is the tradition when visiting here Felt his hot breadth on my neck Nearly stiff with fright never known such fear Through memories mist his hand appears Grabbing my jacket he hastened to say This is nice how much did you pay When I told him in a low voice, Oww Much.* were the words that came my way The spell was broken I could see Vlad the Impaler was smiling at me Did I frighten you your face was a scream Felt like impaling him for all to see Eyes opened I was back at Whitby sands Was just a small dream inspired by a plaque Left to commemorate me a citizen called Bram Showing the place where I wrote. Dracula. *oww much a typical Yorkshire expression of surprise at the high cost. Tg
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