Craven images of vampires
Filled me with dread.
My good-luck bow-tie
Should have protected me
From these blood sucking creatures
My failure at fastening
The paisley colored accessory correctly
Caused an attack to my freckled neck.
I tried to belch without success.
I hoped that the sour odor
Would work as a garlic substitute
To disintegrate
These humanized bats.
I searched for a stake
To pound through
Their muscular chest
But when I approached these monsters
The force of their bulging arms
Stopped me.
I had no arsenals left
So as I last resort
I stuck my hands
Down my throat to
Regurgitate vile poisons.
A repeated belch
Into the night creature,
Caused him to
Back away screaming
Melting like the wicked witch
From The Wizard of Oz.
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