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Aug 2010
theres was once a vampire a proper little boffin
he would spend the day just lying in his coffin.
when the night came round he began to rise
he had great big fangs and very bloodshot eyes
he would look for prey anywhere he could
till he found a victim then drink up all there blood
then when the daylight came off he went to sleep
back into his coffin so very dark and deep
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william worthless
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