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!”
🦴😆 😝