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Writer's picture: Theresa BaxterTheresa Baxter

Tis hard to fathom fifteen years

Have passed since we cried vampire tears

For hallowed myth fell into arms

Of young adults, and all their charms

And turned a fiend that’s quite remarkable

Into dude whose skin is so sparkle-able

Instead of Count with white silk glove

We have two “youngsters” deep in love…

Pale-complexions, haunted gaze

Their chemistry became a craze

This silly story changed the world

Blood-sucking heartthrob pines for girl

Like destiny grabbed hold his fangs

And gave his dead heart lovesick pangs

It’s so absurd that such a legend

Falls to pieces at mere mention

Of the name, what undoes fella

Like whispered sonnet, he wilts at “Bella…”

Excuse me while I fetch my eyes

They rolled right out, it’s no surprise

For we that love the noble wraith

We’ll hold fast lore and keep the faith

Let sparkle-skinned bloodsuckers live

Their corny fancies we forgive

But I will never let it go

What I’m about to say, you know

There’s fewer dumb things I recall

Than vampires

In a storm

Playing

Baseball…

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