DRACULA...
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Category : Poems
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Throughout the day,
He sleeps in the coffin,
But as the evening arrives,
He wakes up,
With his cunning bright eyes,
And with a spooky smile...
He gets ready in black dress,
To hunt his prey in the midnight,
As the night gets darker,
He goes out to show his horrible might...
After finding his prey,
He smiles in a killer way,
Raising his hands above in mystery,
As it's a sign of his victory,
Capturing his prey within him,
One who's lying below is his victim,
For him, victim's blood is as sweet as meringue,
That's why, he is sucking blood, by his long canine fangs...
(Meringue means a creamy mixture of sugar and egg white)
