Oh, Dracky!

[*How many homographs can you find?*]


Two pale figures

Fair skin shimmering

In the full moon light

Standing on the Watch Tower


She bat her eyes, beckoning

“Your fangs are so sexy, Dracky”

“So long, sharp, and frightening.”


“All the better to nibble you vith, my love.”

“Muah, Hah, Hah, Hah!”


Fully entranced, she’s spell bound.

“I long for your embrace, Count D!”


“How do I know you love me? You know, me being undead and all … my dear”


“Oh Dracky, let me count the ways!

With a leap and a bound, let’s dance

Under endless stars of night,

As long as the moon takes flight

shines bright, and lights the night.”


Dracula pulls her in close.


“I will bite you now, and

You’ll be mine, and I’ll be thine.

For all eternity, you and me.

Do you will it to be?”


“It is my will, Dracky. I don’t want to sound tacky but the villagers are wacky.”


Dracky leans in

Her scent is so dreamy.


“But, wait!” She says.


“A figure doth approaches!

It’s my ex-lover, who works in the mine.

He’s carrying a bat and an iron cross bow!

Oh no, Dracky!”


“Don’t worry my dear. I figure this will only take a minute. Soon he’ll bow down, then he’ll be my buffet, and out of our way!”


In a flash and a kaboom

A whirl and a zoom

Dracky turns into a bat,

Shape shifted

And her spirits were lifted

On the wind he flies

Winding and

Spiraling down.


“Good lucky, Dracky!” She says.

With a wry smile, her thought bubble read:

“In a few minutes, chances are he’ll be dead!”


On the winding path below

Her ex-lover did not slow

Not to be swayed

That handsome lad, all armor clad,

Placed an arrow

Into a mighty iron cross-bow

Pulling until the string was tightly wound

He released it, and that arrow was bat bound!

“For you, my Love!”


Flying so fast, then so slow

Seeing that lad’s actions below

Count dodged an arrow in mid-air

He thought, “What a dip!”

Down air currents he dipped

In bat form he flopped and he flipped


In a dash and a flash

And a bang and a crash

Dracula assumed his true form

Fangs, claws, and night hunger

Did that lad make a blunder?


Dracula, now

Furious and mad,

Attacked that handsome lad

Really Bad


“These villagers are buffoons”

Dracula thought

While inflicting fresh wounds


“I will iron your flesh, under that metal mesh.”

“Today you should have stayed in bed.

“Soon you’ll beg to be undead.”


“My heart is bound to my, Love.”

“Once and for all.”

The young lad looked so small.

Dracula towered over him, so tall.


Dracky knocked off the lad’s helmet.

“I was so close” The lad said.


Dracula started to close

Sharp claws on the lad’s throat

Couldn’t resist a chance to gloat

“You’ll be dead in a minute!”


(THEN) - - - -> Ziiiiip - - - - -> BLANG!


A sneak bullet attack

Right through Dracky’s back!

Undead blood began to seep

From Dracula’s wound, very deep


He turned and did see.

His darling on the tower, looking on with glee

The battle was won

With one well-aimed gun!

Dracula … Betrayed!

A Fool he was made!


“It’s not fair.” Dracky said.

“Did you lead him to me?”


“Yes, you fool! I hate how you drool!”

“Now my lover lad, he can flee!”

“And the villagers are free!”


Enraged, Dracula fumed!

“No bullet can kill me … you know

YOU ARE DOOMED!”


Undeterred, she continued

“Hey! One minute detail escapes you!”

“It was a bullet of silver, not lead.”


Dracula’s eyes widened in Dread.

No more Eternal Love in store

Lovers no more.


“Oh Dracky!”

🦴😆 😝

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