In Dracula's Art Gallery
Painting are hung on the wall
While some sit on the many floors
Many are of Dracula's mother
Which give me dirty looks
And give me the creeps
While some are of skulls and bones
Crossbows and other weaponry are also
hung for display
Statues of humans are frozen in their pose
of screaming out
Suits of armor are on display in the background
And dragon statues dropp heavy orbs if I draw
near
On the lower levels of Dracula's Art Gallery
Something under the rug gives chase
And surely wants to get past me
Throughout Dracula's Art Gallery
I must move carefully
To steer clear of any more danger
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
certainly worth a visit to Dracula's art gallery the price of admission 2 pints of fresh warm blood.. great imagery, the mother's even more scary than the son, and i can only imagine what that somethig is 'under the rug that gives chase & wants to get past me'