Walking home one evening
A vampire I did meet
Dressed in black and red cape of course
Hypnotizing coal black eyes that had no depth
Fearsome look on his face

When he offered to shake my hand
I bowed low though having my doubts
Not knowing if he was a civilized vampire
Or if out of me he would take a bite

He walked along with me a ways
Stopped for a moment
Paused and said
Do you by chance good fellow
Play the honorable game of chess

Ah salvation I said
My prayers now come true
I replied more comfortable now
Indeed sir yes I do

We came to the gate of my house
I politely asked him in
We will retire to my study
Had some fine French wine
Let the game of strategy begin

He was a fierce opponent
A credit to the vampire race
His King and Queen displaying their power
Rook bishop and knights put in their place

We played several times
Until the hour became late
He was the superior player
This fact you could not debate
The game over
The wine drank
He prepared to depart

I having impeccable manners
Showed him to the door and bade him good night
Not thinking I reached to shake his hand
Out of which he promptly took a bite

So if in the course of an evening
You are walking alone
A vampire appears
And asks to play chess
Dont think twice
Or even glance back
Decline and go straight home





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