VAMPIRE

A vampire roams the world at night
Must be in by the first sun's light
He will drink the crimson rivers
When the death bites he delivers

Like a bat he does fly
From a cross he does shy
A more evil creature does not exist
Yet his allure you can't resist

To vanquish him takes great courage
A battle of wits you must wage
It takes a stake through his heart
To make him from this world depart

November 6, 2006

Poetry © Jan Haile Clark

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