Vampires by Tucker Johnson

Vampires

by Tucker Johnson,  12 years old

I THINK that I shall never need
A pet that's of the vampire breed.

Always wearing a big black hood,
Vampires are evil, and not good.

Using lots of Vampire might,
He goes out for a late night bite.

He flies all around in the dark,
He's a bat, not a meadowlark.

Slicking all their blonde hair back,
They don't look the part to attack.

But when they do, your in trouble
You better run on the double.

So keep running through out the night,
Until you see the morning light.

For all you children, here's the deal;
Those wretched vampires are all real.