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Brigit Astar
07-25-2009, 04:06 PM
Oh To Be A Crucifix! (Or, Bela Lugosi's Blues)

The blood, the blood, everywhere blood.
I've grown weary of it,
forced to sup on it every night.
It never changes color.
It was fun at first to quench my thirst
on a lily-white throat;
but the ecstasy is no more, it's gone sour;
in fact, it's a downright bore to be a vampire.
Lying in dirt every day, no friends
I can trust, no minimum wage,
hiding from would-be Van Helsings.

Oh to be a sprig of garlic!

Everyone wants to get in on the act,
to give me the axe, or a stake,
to prevent me from ever seeing another midnight.
Such ignorant fools they be! Is there no respect for me?
I was once a Lord of a castle horde
made up of loyal servants. They called me Count
and shuddered at the sound
of my approaching footsteps.
But now,
they make jokes
and secretly chortle with mirth
when they see me spread my leathery wings;
they even openly smirk.

Oh to be a crucifix!

The blood, the blood, everywhere blood.
It was once so sweet,
such a thrilling treat,
but alas, no more,
now it's a bore,
for blood
makes me
sick.

mrs babyisblue
07-28-2009, 05:51 AM
very good ba :)

Brigit Astar
07-29-2009, 05:39 PM
thank you

jaguar
07-30-2009, 08:39 AM
Nice one.

Brigit Astar
07-30-2009, 02:11 PM
thank you--glad you liked it