You stalked into the party—
those exposed carotids got you hot.
But when that mirror you happened to walk by,
your reflection was there, not!
You hoped no one spied the mirror—
if they did, your cover’s shot.
You’d bite a girl, meaning that you’d impart your
fangs and then start your
bored throat vein.
that throbs with sang within your mouth chew.
Bore throat vein (score throat vein).
You’d best not let garlic about you.
Not good.
No good!

You were ravaged several years ago—
Dracula did a neck cleave.
And he sucked on your corpuscular fare,
until he did a neck leave.
He’d take away most of your blood,
till you’re as wan a he.
He’d stanched your screams, then gave to you a coffin;
your new home: coffin. You’ll

bore throat veins.
because you’re now part of this blood-drought crew.
Bore throat veins (throat veins).
You’d best not let garlic about you
or you’ll
be due.

He’d stanched your screams, then gave to you a coffin;
your new home: coffin. You’ll

bore throat veins.
because you’re now part of this blood-gouts crew.
More throats drain (throats drain).
You’d best not let garlic about you
or you’ll
be due.

For years you’re gonna be a sanguine soaker;
you might bore into a nun.
As you chew, hemo jets straight into your throat surged
over your bloodsucking lips till you’re done.
Swell’s this fare that’s your treat—so sublime.
But don’t get caught when it is past daytime,
or your “life” will quickly end…
knife’s nil, but stake rends.

Bored throat veins.
was your sole goal in this open-mouth crew.
Your heart’s staked (your heart’s staked)
They say, “So long!” right after they rout you.
Pounded right through.