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Mirelda has thin
Tomb-marble skin;
Where would a vampire begin?

Her color has fled,
Roses are dead;
Where would a vampire get fed?

Her husband knows where,
He’s just been there,
Drinking and draining his share.

Mirelda’s the third
Wife he has lured
Home, where screams often are heard
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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October 31, 2009 at 8:23 AM
A wonderfully frightful write here, Steve. A very enjoyable verse. I was feeling rather sad until I read this. Now, I'm smiling. Thanks. Dane
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