The Vampire

Poem By Bridgid Patrick

I was walking down the river bank it was just the other night
When a vampire with a fishing rod gave me a real bad fright
'I haven't had a bite all day' it said and bared its drooling fangs
'A pint or two of your cool blood will cure my hunger pangs'
It chased me down the cemetary as silent as the grave
Where spooks and ghouls& zombies were i said 'bridgid man! be brave'
The vampire leapt upon me, we tumbled and we fell
Headlong down a deep dark hole, which led right down to hell
In hell he chased the devil himself who yelled in the confusion,
'Help me bridgid baby, or ill need a blood transfusion! ! '

Comments about The Vampire

HAHA...a good read. Words and rhyme flow nicely. RH
Good, gruesome and it grabs you! . Well done. Sincerely Ernestine
This poem is funny but be careful with those vampires.
This is very cute! ! You've got a great rhythm to it. I really enjoyed it. Nicely done. Sincerely, Mary

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