Dracula's Library Poem by Justin Gildow

In Dracula's Library
Statued busts are on display
And books are all over the place
Some are regular size
Some are almost as big as me
Some sit silently on the shelves
Some twitch eerily on the shelves
Some are enchanted
As they float in the air
Waiting for me to make a wrong move
Waiting to fly at me
Waiting to attack me

Braving through
Dracula's knights and gargoyles await
to do battle with me
Fighting and trading blows
I'm the one left standing
Jumping on huge enchanted books
I make my way out of Dracula's Library
Awaiting what will be waiting for me next