Poor Vampire

by LoÑ£ly♥P!rÄτΣ   Mar 9, 2005


The blue flower grows up the ricer,
The children went to play,
after waiting for the sun to go down.
The sun comes up,
much to their dismay.
But the flower rejoices,
for the sun is his friend..
but for the vampire children,
it is the end.

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  • 19 years ago

    by JustAFoolInLove

    lol... nice... poor children!!!
    *Zac*

  • 19 years ago

    by shae r

    vampires r 1 of my favourate subjects so it was great reading another poem about them...keep em comin

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