A Hunger Unfed Poem by Ima Ryma

A Hunger Unfed

As I was flying through the night,
So suddenly I was hit by
A drone on my mouth with such night,
That completely broken were my
Fangs, causing me lots of distress,
As I landed, and thinking now
Need to get my fangs fixed, I guess.
Cuz biting victims' necks is how
I feed my hunger for blood, so
Need to find some ways to inquire
On dental places I can go
To fix the fangs for this vampire.

Hunger will have to go unfed,
Till dentist found by this undead.

Sunday, July 21, 2024
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