Vampire Sonnets Iii the Decision
Finding each other felt like it was fate
as we convinced people to swallow bait;
Raising my hand as I took a low bow
frenzied smile wide as my fangs would allow;
Where to go where we can party and dance,
manipulate and murder with a trance?
A place to wander a quiet dark street
the good times roll all night long what a treat;
I folded our clothes he grabbed his guitar
headed to a world of burlesque and bars;
Time to leave the wildness of Washington
path of a vampire travel with caution;
Off to the South where we have never been
to taste the bourbon fire of New Orleans.
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