Transylvanian Pain Poem by Phil Soar

I went to Transylvania to meet a well known count
I knocked upon the castle door, but no-one was about
It wasn't until darkness fell, that someone was around
Right then it flew from up above, and pinned me to the ground

I felt a sort of bite that made me think it was a bat
And then I went a shade of white, and thought that that was that
My blood was being drained from every corner of my frame
It made me realise I won't be coming here again!