I Fell In Love With a Vampire
You might think there's something wrong with my head.
I believe in the existence of members of the living dead.
She only comes out at night, and never walks in the day.
The trouble is, I know she died last May.
This pretty vampire has cast her spell over me.
She says I am just her type, positive AB.
When this creature bites my neck, it feels so kinky.
She always leaves much more than a hickey.
With her long black hair and dark eyes, she is one I will take.
Please don't come near her with silver bullets or a wooden stake.
An older poem reposted for the Halloween season
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