Vampire Blood
Vampire Blood is a scary poem.
The vampire drinks till sated
He fills his every pore
And then his thirst abated
licks clean the dripping gore
With powers now replenished
his thirst no longer burns
His quest this night is finished
So to his tomb he turns
And there awhile in silence
He’ll rest beneath the mud
Until with thoughts of violence
He wakes and screams out “Blood!”
