Sunlight
I haven't seen a ray of sun
Since 1869,
For vampires know a secret-
Blood tastes better by moonshine
So, in the midnight moonlight
I wrap up in my cape
And through the town I creep-
No, no one can escape
This vampire so thirsty
For a drop of blood-just one-
To suck from something human
'Fore the rising sun.
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