A Buffy Limerick
Trawling graveyards might not sound like fun,
she’ll never stop ‘til her mission is done.
With her trusty wooden stake,
life from the dead she can take -
hunting night creatures ‘til she feels the sun.
Copyright © Thomas Harrison | Year Posted 2022
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