I'm stuck in the house 'cause I be
Scared of the dark, I don't know why.
I'm hungry so I ask Hubby,
Get me some food, be a nice guy.
So Hubby says oh sure he will,
Takes off like a bat outta hell,
Yells he will take some time to kill
To find a treat to serve me well.
But after while Hubby returns
Empty handed, says trip a dud.
I know he lies, a cross that burns.
I see Hubby has gorged on blood.
Hubby won't share, so what the heck,
I bare my fangs and bite his neck.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem