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Dec 2019
He was the vampire king.
And he loved to do his blood thing.
It was no lark.
That he was the ruler of the dark.

He called everything in his kingdom mine.
And he got rid of any other vampires that got out of line.
The prettiest females he wanted to bite.
And cause them such fright.

No one could say that he was nice.
A ****** neck was his spice.
The pretty females best beware.
When he gave them the vampire bloodlust stare.
Written by
Lamar Cole
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     axstrohostonaut and Riz Mack
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