Bloodlust Poem by K J

Hunting down in the small hours of the night
Because during the day
The sun is too bright
Humans, household pets and all
Shall be drained of blood
And I'll be the one doing it
It's been days weeks, or maybe months
Since I've tasted human blood
Critters don't do me good
Because humans are the best
Oh I long for a glass of the red substance
Which I call The Vamp's Red wine
Blood of a humans

I salivate in sheer hunger
This is absurd
That I must carefully hunt
Why can't just do it quick
If I don't get it soon
I'll be quite sick
At least I see my prey
A woman beautiful and fair
I turn on my seductive charm
She thinks she 'gonna get some'
But what she's getting is death
It would be the last of her
And I'll have to find another prey