Trick or trick,
Don't you look sweet,
How about a bite to eat?
Not too much,
Not too fine,
But just your blood would be divine,
If you run,
I won't mind,
I'll just get you from behind,
For once you fall onto your face,
You'll start to lose sight of this place,
And I promise the last thing you will see,
The teeth of mine; the hungy me...
Hehehehe careful where you sleep tonight~
Artwork (C) ME.