Vlad The Impaler

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
A Poem Of The Great Vlad Dracula

Submitted: July 14, 2009

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Submitted: July 14, 2009

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Vlad The Impaler

Vlad The Impaler he was called

He killed his victoms one by one

Bodies would be strewn around

A stake threw thier stomachs

And Vlad, Good Ol Vlad! would feast

While watching them suffer he would feast

He drank the blood of his enemies

and taste the sweat from their brow

"this man must be stopped" a villager did scream

So they did just that

They went to his castle

and there they did their deed

they murdered poor Vlad

Murdered him in cold blood,

"An eye for and eye" they did chant

Poor Vlad would have no more blood

the villiagers did go back to check his grave

and when they did, they did not find a body, but an empty coffin

Vlad, being the son of old Vlad Dracul

Inheirited a new name

he would be known as Dracula, The Son Of The Devil


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