Vamprilla thought she was a looker And for a mistress folk often mistook ‘er But the judgmental lot Reeled when they got To know she was really a ‘sucker Well, I have to do something for Hallowe’en, haven’t I?
Delicate skin Pale And crack’d Watery eyes Pale And blue Tattered lips Taut And chapp’d Rotten teeth Almost through She posed with her alabaster smile momentarily, giving her victim one final look at her time-ravaged appearance, before piercing the jugular. She drank. She watched the victim’s skin change appearance, becoming more translucent. Too much and…
Wordle: Vamps Again!
“Do stop the snarling, darling, And mind your sharp teeth on my arms… Apart from that small scar I saw on your neck I’d have been all the wiser bar none… And thought you were being your normal self.” Now confused, I was able to tilt my body And throw theirs into the hearth. Their…
Gremlins on the Eve of Vampyre’s Day
On the night before Vampyre’s Day All was calm, and quiet, I was about to say I opened Live Writer to write my post And was slightly shocked, to say the most (That should have been ‘least’ but it didn’t rhyme…) For some reason, my Live Writer this evening showed: Instead of: Which was most…
‘Twas The Weekend Before Valentine’s Day
An eager anticipation filled the land. Expensive miniscule heart-shaped sweets appeared. Birds suddenly appeared (for some reason). Casanovas and Sirens getting themselves ready. Lovely restaurants are dimming their lights. And vampyres are readying to strike. A Valentine’s Six Word Saturday post.
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