Vampires Poem by William Pye

In the moonlight we all come out.
Too feed and eat and roam while we roam about.
When we see a victim shout.
We strike real hard and hear no shout.
From the alley that i crawl.
Dipping with blood that rapidly falls.
Then the moonlight comes back out.
Then i transform and cry's with a shout.
After i start to hunt.
I take a life and start to feed.
when i see my victims bleed.
I cry in with pain and agony.
When i feed i fell no pain.
then we rise and start again.