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Vampiress Bat
I loved her
I told her
She gave me
her shoulder
Then turned, pulled me
onto a boulder
Dragged me through forest of trees
valleys of flowers that made me sneeze
After an hour,
she still had full power
Dragged to a shack
I saw bones and a kettle black
She ordered me stoop
Peel onions for soup
Make a big mound
Sit on the ground
She bounced off grunting
Soup booty hunting
That's it!
A makeover
to show her beauty
Sure to win her over
She bounded back,
birds in her sack
I tried to chat
'makeover'?
She would have
none of that
She Waved her hand,
Became a bat
Off she flew
Now is my chance
Of escape
Whew!
All I could think
was me on her plate
Oh, woe is me,
Feet will not move
I can not flee
Star struck with Love
Determined anew,
I peeled those onions
piled them high
If I must be her meal
then for her I will die
Forever Passed by
In one afternoon
Then flapping wings
On a Love tune
The Onions reached up to her breast
I had passed her Love Test
She calmed me
with Love
she embalmed me
Dear Reader,
When it comes to true love
We fit like a glove
She swore no more eating of human remains
It's Gruesome! the gore and blood stains
from now on only whole grains
Garnished with grasshopper brains
I will live with that
Because I'm in love
with Vampiress Bat
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