Drac…a Halloween poem

Dracula, Nosferatu, Monster, Claws

Dracula’s
quite the
gourmet
he’ll take his blood
most any way
he loves his A
his B and O
he likes to drink it
fast
then slow
he’ll drink it
from a crystal glass
or from a young
and pretty lass
he never ever
takes a pass
he really likes
the stuff
he’ll drink it warm
or even cold
and negative
if truth be told
makes him crabby
makes him mad
makes him even
bored and sad
so positive is
what he seeks
step right up
and don’t be meek
take a number
make a line
and Drac will make you
feel just fine

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12 Responses to Drac…a Halloween poem

  1. Resa says:

    Well, if he’s going to drink my blood, good luck with my BO!
    It will kill him before he finishes his first sip.

  2. Brilliant, where do I get a ticket for the line 😂😂👍🏻

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