tailieunhanh - A Vampire's bite Before Christmas

But have no fear, Chauncey – Santa’s here to do you harm!” And old Santa meant it That lively old elf; He snuffed and he snorted In spite of himself! He ripped off his sleeves And flexed massive biceps; Old Chaunce stood his ground Fangs glistening like forceps. “I see you’ve been lifting Your loyal reindeer. You’re mad if you think You fill me with fear!” | A Vampire s Bite Before Christmas A FREE Holiday Poem By Rusty Fischer author of Vamplayers A Vampire s Bite Before Christmas Rusty Fischer Copyright 2012 by Rusty Fischer Smashwords Edition This is a work of fiction. All of the names characters places and events portrayed in this novel are either products of the author s imagination or if real are used fictitiously. Cover credit Ivan Bliznetsov A Vampire s Bite Before Christmas Twas the night before Christmas And all through the coven The air felt as cold As an Eskimo s oven The coffins were open The vampires milling As this was the night For some Santa blood spilling The vampire s basement Looked haunted and dusty The floors were quite damp The walls rather. musty. The air it was filled With maximum dread As just up the stairs The vampires fled. The living room looked Like a warm greeting card As to welcome dear Santa The vamps had tried hard A tree it stood shining The lights they did glitter As the vamps shook their heads And started to twitter. It wasn t their nature To get bright and sparkly For vampires preferred To celebrate. darkly. If they did have a tree Which was rather quite rare The vamps lit it sparsely With black balls and devil s hair. Their vampire leader Smiled wider than most His hair black as tar His skin white as toast. His name it was Chauncey His legend quite vast For even among vampires He was quite the badass. One vamp asked him Chauncey Do you think Santa knows. Of our plan to attack him And suck dry his toes Chauncey nodded quite gravely And said with a sigh This isn t the first time We ve tried to drain the big guy. Chauncey thought with a smile Of the last 10 decades And how they d tried to trap Santa And his trusty elf aides. For Santa had one thing The vamps sure did not A magical bloodstream That just would not clot If only the vamps Could tap Santa s vein Over all the immortals Their species would reign So every year On the 25th of December Vamps all cross the world Tried Santa to