Hemophobic Vamp

 
She always had the desire to become a vampire
Until her wish came true on one October night
She was quite smitten when she was first bitten
But at the sight of blood she passed out in fright

Now she’s pretty ill-content with this predicament
A vampire with an irrational phobia of blood?
She cries tears of shame because her fear is lame
When she tries to drink but falls with a hard thud

She has hunger pangs as she exposes her fangs
Scared to see the red life matter in liquid form
Stuck with this bad luck the vamp just won’t suck
As other night creatures say “this is not the norm”

She puts on a blindfold trying to break the mold
Thinking if she doesn’t see it she will be alright
But the taste of blood from veins is all just in vain
Her head spins so badly she can’t finish a bite

Even when she tries to take sips she just ups and dips
But she’s so weak she passes out in mid-escape
Friends feed her with a syringe so she won’t cringe
Even donors are like “this poor girl is in bad shape”

So she’s fed while asleep through a needle skin-deep
Every night for centuries, she just finds it quaint
She a hemophobic vamp who can’t hunt or tramp
The sight of blood from a victim makes her faint