Tales from the Baron

The gothic vampire

Roams at night

Inconsolable terror

She brings you fright

 

With teeth like nails

They’re razor sharp

Unspeakable acts

She does in the dark

 

Better lock your doors

Better lock them tight

Or she’ll catch you off guard

On your last good night

 

She’s become a legend

And not just in her own mind

With brutality and finesse

Of the evil kind

 

So batten down the hatches

And set sail from the shore

To ensure that you’ll never

See the Gothic Vampire no more