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Vicious Vampire

Vicious Vampire

I'm a man who you should not admire.
I am dangerous because I'm a vampire.
When I bite people on their necks, they become vampires as well.
If they're killed by wooden stakes or sunlight, they will go to Hell.
I kill many people by drinking their blood every night.
People try to run when they see me because of fright.
But I'm too quick for them and when I suck their blood, I drain them dry.
And if I see you face to face, I will drink all of your blood and you will die.
Some people just grabbed me and one of them just drove a stake through my heart.
I've been a vampire for four hundred years but now I'm about to depart.
When I became a vampire, I thought that I would never expire.
The world will be better off because there'll be one less vampire.
 

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